I came to The Well looking for help to pay my utility bill and found a lot more than that. We sat down for an hour over coffee and goodies, and they wanted to hear my story—it’s not pretty. Six months ago my wife took our stash from the cookie jar, left the kids at the sitter, and never came back. Things have gone downhill since then; I started hitting the bottle most every night, the babysitter quit, and I missed a lot of work. Got laid off a month ago and haven’t been able to find any steady work since then.
Yeah, I’m still drinking when I can scrounge something. It’s the only thing keeping me from going crazy.