My narrow escape from alcohol addiction

Relationship Mania I got to explore the world of love while ignoring intruders or people who like to poke their noses where they do not belong and ended up falling for an alcoholic. Shocked?
Lillian Nakayima
Lillian Nakayima

Relationship Mania

I got to explore the world of love while ignoring intruders or people who like to poke their noses where they do not belong and ended up falling for an alcoholic. Shocked?

Two years back, at a college dinner, I met Pollo.  His stature, looks and conduct were irresistible.

“Isn’t he hot,” I asked my friend Gladys.

“Yeah, but….,”she responded. I so wasn’t ready for Gladys’ buts or negativity….

I soon found out just like everybody else already knew that Pollo was a drunkard. However, I couldn’t ignore how I felt about him.

We were the hottest gossip at campus. We did all those things young people in love do – literally inseparable, holding hands, sharing lunch and displaying affection just as much as we could.

To some girls I was daring, others just plain stupid. Gladys’ patience came to a halt when routine beer parties replaced my church life.

“I don’t drink, I just keep him company at the bar,” I explained myself.

Drinking wasn’t my intention, in fact I wanted to help Pollo quit. But instead, I started with a glass of wine like my brilliant boyfriend suggested.

Wine was my thing for a while till Pollo suggested cocktails. To us, alcohol was fun and prayer was for weak chaps.

“If it was possible, I would drink for a living,” Pollo said.

The more time I spent with him my love for booze grew. I graduated to beer.

We were always thirsty and life was too short to live without ‘fun.’ Alcohol was all the fun we needed.

“How do you spend a whole day sober?” I asked Gladys.

I lost appetite for food. I attended class with a Bond 7 bottle in my bag.

My partying sessions started from Tuesday till Monday. Club security personnel knew me by face!

Family and friends blamed me for choosing the wrong boyfriend but I wasn’t about to dump him.

Our quest for booze and the after drama intensified. I got the shock of my life. After a drinking spree, Pollo asked if we had met before!

He forgot his own girlfriend! I realized the need to be sober. I called off the relationship and quit drinking. Wondered what I’d do if I got drunk and asked my mother if we had met before!

 

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