Cirrhosis of the Liver – Dr. Drew Pinsky Reveals What Heavy Drinking Does to the Liver

In a recently resurfaced clip, Dr. Drew Pinksy reveals what cirrhosis of the liver looks like.
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Post a Day in May For Mental Health Awareness – May 18th – Alcohol Use Disorder — My Loud Bipolar Whispers

Post a Day in May For Mental Health Awareness – May 18th – Alcohol Use Disorder — My Loud Bipolar Whispers
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Alcohol Awareness Recovery is Possible

Even today, at 3 1/2 months of being sober, I have to remind myself that recovery is possible and I can kick this habit. I abused alcohol and have come to grips with that fact that I became an alcoholic. Alcohol much like many addictions can turn you into a different person, I hated the person I had become. I almost lost relationships, friendships, and work. I would be so hung over I wouldn’t even get out the bed in the morning, then I would lie to my clients who trusted me so much. Alcoholism is a disease, I can’t just stop drinking cold turkey like some of you may think. Although, I now know that recovery is possible I look forward to being sober for a long while to come. So here’s to all of you are in recovery from something, here are some affirmations you can say aloud when your mind is wandering about drinking or taking that next hit. Please share with other fellow recovery addicts, we should and will stick together. 

Ms. Fran

“The best way is always through” -Robert Frost

“There is no better high than discovery”-Edward O. Wilson

“Change your behaviors and your feelings will follow”-Susan McManhon

“Success is the sum of small efforts, repeated day in and day out”-Robert Collier


Women’s Month 🙋🏽‍♀️ 👩🏽‍🍳👩🏽‍🏫🧕🏽👩🏽‍🔬👩🏽‍⚖️👮🏽‍♀️👩🏽‍⚕️👷🏽‍♀️

In honor of women’s month, my mentoring group had us find women from the mid-20th century that we could relate to! It had to be a woman who was a pioneer in her journey to success, so I chose Marty Mann! One of the first women to enter Alcohol Anonymous (AA), during this time that was frowned upon. So read her bio below to see how courageous she was!!👇🏽 What I love about her is she truly believed alcoholism was a sickness!

Marty Mann:
Alcoholism Pioneer, 1904-1980

Marty Mann was a true pioneer. Born in 1904 into a wealthy Chicago family, she attended the best private schools, was married at 22 years old, divorced at 23, and a drunk by 24. Attractive, engaging, with a sharp wit and a flair for parties, Marty enjoyed a reputation as a hard drinker and developed a high tolerance for alcohol. An international traveler, she ultimately settled in New York City where she pursued a career in publishing and public relations, working as a magazine editor, art critic and photographer – never finding herself too far from a drink.

Described by those who knew her as favored with “beauty, brains, charisma, phenomenal energy, and a powerful will,” Marty’s life was like a blazing fire – one nearly extinguished by alcohol. “Hangovers began to assume monstrous proportions,” she wrote of her life in the 1930s, “and the morning drink became an urgent necessity. ‘Blanks’ became more frequent… With a creeping insidiousness, drink had become more important than anything else. It no longer gave me pleasure—it merely dulled the pain—but I had to have it.”*

Marty’s drinking was an occupational hazard in her line of work, and within 10 years she went from a bright, assured future to a hideous existence of round-the-clock drinking. She lost one job after another, became destitute, living off the goodwill of friends, convinced that she was hopelessly insane. Two suicide attempts nearly killed her, and desperate drinking threatened to finish the job.

A hopeless alcoholic, in 1939 Marty got sober in the rooms of Alcoholics Anonymous (AA) as it was just getting started – one of the first women to become a member of what was then a predominantly male group. A patient of Dr. Harry Tiebout, a psychiatrist familiar with the work of AA, Marty first came into contact with that fellowship as a patient at Blythewood Sanitarium, in Greenwich, Connecticut, where she had been committed because of her alcoholism.

At Blythewood, Marty was given a manuscript copy of the book “Alcoholics Anonymous,” and found in it a sense of identification she had never felt before. “The first chapters were a revelation to me,” she wrote. “I wasn’t the only person in the world who felt and behaved like this! I wasn’t mad or vicious—I was a sick person. I was suffering from an actual disease that had a name and symptoms like diabetes or cancer or TB—and a disease was respectable, not a moral stigma.”

Several relapses preceded her achieving continuous longterm sobriety, but when she did finally stop drinking she began to pour her considerable talents into helping others.

Dawn of a Vision

Tossing and turning in her bed one cold February night in 1944, Marty prayed for a way to help other alcoholics. Rising from her bed, a plan came to her, “a plan to teach people the facts about alcoholism. A plan to remove the stigma surrounding it, so people could face it unashamed and unafraid, armed with the weapons of knowledge and able to take constructive action.”

The idea needed scientific support, she felt, and so — accompanied by Bill W., the co-founder of AA who had become her sponsor — Marty approached E.M. Jellinek, one of America’s premier researchers into alcoholism, and Dr. Howard Haggard at the Yale Center for Alcohol Studies, who agreed to adopt Marty’s vision of educating Americans about alcoholism.

On October 2, 1944, the National Committee for Education on Alcoholism was founded in a modest office suite on the upper east side of Manhattan. With Mrs. Mann as spokesperson, the fledgling organization became quite successful in communicating the three tenets of its core message – a message that today encompasses drug dependence and addiction:

1 Alcoholism is a disease, and the alcoholic is a sick person;

2 The alcoholic can be helped, and is worth helping;

3 Alcoholism is a public health problem, and therefore a public responsibility.

These ideas are so universally accepted today, that it can be difficult to imagine how revolutionary they were at the time. Yet through her vision and leadership, the attitude of America toward alcoholism and addiction began to change from the perception that it was a moral issue to recognition that it was truly a matter of public health. This was a tremendous shift, especially considering America’s long temperance history that culminated in the Prohibition Amendment of 1920.

During her lifetime, Marty was extremely well known in the local, regional and national press. Her appearances before state legislatures and Congress were unforgettable and she was an honorary member of numerous prestigious professional groups here and abroad. In the early 1950s, Edward R. Murrow, a distinguished journalist, selected Marty as one of the 10 greatest living Americans.

Up until the time of her death in 1980 after suffering a stroke, Marty worked tirelessly on behalf of victims associated with alcohol and drugs. Individuals and their families, government policy makers, educators, the media, public health professionals as well as the medical community all benefited from the example of her willingness and courage to freely share her own story of addiction and recovery.

Today, NCADD carries on her legacy, in advocacy and services on both the national and local levels. The philosophies and values of NCADD are firmly planted in the belief that alcohol and drug dependence are preventable, treatable diseases from which people can and do recover.

Marty Mann was one of the key figures in the modern alcoholism movement and undoubtedly the most significant voice on behalf of popularizing the disease concept of alcoholism and addiction to the American public. A true pioneer.

Was I Really This Addicited??


Gd Saturday all, hope you are enjoying this day. I’m pretty lazy today, but I have lots of stuff I need to get done. Last night was a success, I enjoyed having a sober night out with my girls. Who knew that life could be just as fun without alcohol? Speaking of that, I was getting ready for my event last night and changing my wig, lol! I went with the short look, since I wanted to be kind of sassy. Anyway, as I was going through my hair box, (place where I keep all my hair) I ran across these mini bottles that I hid. I was shock when I found them. Was I really this addicted to alcohol? Did I need it so bad that I had to hide it? All the pain I caused from my use came rushing back to me. The lying, the screaming, the black outs! This is so embarrassing and sad; I really didn’t know I was addicted or did I? I don’t think I really wanted to admit it! Mini bottles stashed all over the place, where no one could see. I was becoming so depended on alcohol, and I didn’t see it. Others saw it, but not me!  This is not a life I wanted to live, I want to have fun without drinking so damn much. I appreciated my friends who are drinking water and sweet tea when I’m around. It’s been really hard not to think of drinking, especially when I’m feeling so sad thinking about my son. I just didn’t see myself as an alcoholic, hell I saw my whole family drink when I was small. Every one of the adults seemed fine, the weekend came they would drink and be sober on Monday. What’s the problem? I didn’t start drinking until I was 24 years old, and at that time it was pretty much weekend fun. I’d go to work all week, but would unwind on Saturday. Now when I look back, it wasn’t as sociable as I thought it was. Life began to get harder and alcohol was easier to get. I drank to feel good, then it was to numb the pain after being married to an ass. Drinking just didn’t seem so bad, then I just started to drink because it took all the pain away and I didn’t have to think of my problems. After that, my alcoholism just went downhill from there. Alcohol became food, I drank the first thing in the morning and late at night. How come I didn’t see this before, how did I let myself get so far gone? I’m so ashamed and embarrassed that I couldn’t manage my life without it. Stay tuned….


Ms. Fran                                                    pic of me

(The hair I went with)