Am I powerless?
As a whole person, I believe that’s a hard no. However, when it comes to alcohol, I bow down to it. Its seductive grip has stolen years. It’s sneaky too. It’ll creep right up on you and then gaslight you when you try to back away. It’ll get into every cell in your brain, and body. If it hasn’t started to yet, just wait. It will caste a black undertone that shields you from life’s joys. Then it becomes all you can think about.
Slowly, but surely it’ll happen. Yep, that crap is fierce and I wouldn’t touch it for anything- I am powerless over alcohol.