Sometimes when alcoholism kills the cause of death is obvious and loud and horrifying: Cars wrapped around trees, overdoses, chronic liver failure...
and sometimes when it kills it is quiet and crafty, working in dark and subtle ways, like a dry rot of the spirit; partnering with the most soul crushing manifestations of mental illness until the only choice left is the final one.
RIP Robin Williams.
Posted by: Gay-in-AA | August 12, 2014 at 05:28 AM