Frank M. Anderson's Writing

Tag: recovery

  • Greenville, SC and the Business of Drinking

    Greenville, SC and the Business of Drinking

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    I started drinking young. Twelve or thirteen, somewhere in there. Young enough that it should sound absurd now, but normal enough that it barely raised eyebrows then. Drinking looked fun. It looked grown. It looked like what adults did when they wanted to celebrate, loosen up, laugh louder, and become bigger versions of themselves. For…

  • I Shouldn’t Be Here Or: On Faith and the Never-Ending Story

    I Shouldn’t Be Here Or: On Faith and the Never-Ending Story

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    I have nearly died more times than I can count. That isn’t hyperbole. I’ve been in hospitals, in rapid decline, close enough to death that it stopped feeling abstract. It’s happened often enough that I can’t even give you an exact number anymore. The closest was a heart attack that killed 14% of my heart…