DoD Identifies Army Casualty 8-21-2014

The Department of Defense announced today the death of a soldier who was supporting Operation Enduring Freedom.

Sgt. 1st Class Matthew I. Leggett, 39, of Ruskin, Florida, died Aug. 20, in Kabul, Afghanistan, of injuries received when he was engaged by the enemy.

He was assigned to Headquarters and Headquarters Battalion, XVIII Airborne Corps, Fort Bragg, North Carolina. DOD

Addiction is not the end of the world part one

I have been seeing a lot of people post comments and articles about addiction and how its a death sentence. Regardless of what you are addicted to there is help.

Alcoholics Anonymous has been providing millions of people a way out each and every day. There are other programs out there that help people like A.A. .
People need to understand that being addicted is only part of the problem. For most people addiction becomes a way of life. When you are addicted, every action you do each day is done because you want to insure you get your fix.

For me it was booze, I planned my day with the intent of being able to drink as early as possible. When I hit bottom I was drinking as soon as I woke up. It was so bad that I would pass out and then wake up and start drinking again. Some days I must have passed out 3 or 4 times. Add in the blackouts , coming to in different locations with no idea how or why I was there.

When I finally got so tired of having no hope, no home, no place to be and no friends or family left, I hit my knees and prayed. What I prayed for was to have a life. Funny that before the booze took over my life ,I figured drinking was always going to be an enjoyable experience.

What I was facing was death if I did not get clean, I was living in a car, in a free parking garage next to a hospital.

I seldom drove the car as then I would have to spend money on gas instead of booze.

I don’t recall a whole lot from 1993 to 2003 most memories that I do have are from the very brief moments that I was sober. I had been in 10 different rehabs for various lengths of time.

Being honest about the times I spent before October 15, 2003 in rehabs, they were places to allow my body to heal up some and to meet knew like minded drunks that I could hangout with once we got out.

To sum up part one, I had nothing left and no hope. part two to follow soon