No, Gastic Bypass isnt the easy way out!!

Ok, so let me get down off of my soap box for alittle while and paint you all pretty little picture…  Me and my little brother grew up with alcoholic parents, not just one of them, but both of them.  We were never physically abused, but I was mentally and verbally abused and it is something that I have never forgotten.  I dont know if God is really testing me and my brother or what, but not only were our parents alcoholics, our grandparents were too.  And to add insult to injury, my brother and I are both police officers.  Do you know the statistics on becoming a alcoholic when you are a police officer?.  Well they are pretty darn high.  But to much amasement, not only to myself and everyone around us, we both hate alcohol.  We have both witnessed what it does to a person first hand and what it does to lives everyday out there on the road.  Its not pretty and its not a way that I want to live.  I just pray to God that when my children and my neice gets older, they want to touch the stuff either.  I have yet once in my life have had a positive experience with a drunk person.

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