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Wednesday, March 17, 2010

The Loneliness of an Alcoholic Doctor

The Loneliness of an Alcoholic Doctor

My very first drink loosened my previous, ever present inhibitions. Medical school facilitated my growing reliance on this chemical. Six years later, after qualifying, I found an identity to hide behind, at least during the day. I was the all knowing, devoted, and respected professional, who daily appeared red eyed and trembling.

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