Blake, you are so brave and I'm so proud of you and your recovery. This is wonderful, keep telling your story. Don't overthink it. Just speak from your heart. Your story touches my heart for two reasons: 1) I've been a nurse for 17 years. Two of those years I was a transplant coordinator, and absolutely loved it. I learned so much and truly loved my patients and medical team I worked with! My background also includes critical care, so I took care of fresh post-op transplant patients, and again, lived every minute. 2) My cousin had alcoholic liver cirrhosis, he actually received a deceased donor liver transplant, and I was there with him throughout his hospital stay before and after. I've been following your story Blake, and I will continue to so so and I'm keeping you in my prayers.
Thank you Kelly! I remember being so surprised when you told me you'd been following me that first time, and I actually think about it pretty often. That's exactly the kind of surprise I've wanted to get from the beginning, and hearing you say that is total reassurance that what I'm doing actually works. Thanks again ❤️
Blake, I just wanted you to know I am following this. I simply support you, and I want to know more. I truly believe that this subject matter is SO important. I know several people that need your message, your dialogue. It’s one thing to read about alcoholism and the “do this, not that” sort of thing, but by you setting all this up and sharing, this makes it “real.” Also, (said with love in mind) sitting in your safe and comfortable place while making these videos…whether it’s your car, the front lawn, whatever… it doesn’t matter. Getting this content out there is. Just be you. Just my thoughts. ❤️ We’re watching.
My question is how do you deal with the existential dread? My comment is you definitely still have the demeanor and teaching style of an English teacher and I think this could be very beneficial to those who need it. Keep going. I'm rooting for you.
I think you should make this a series, perhaps talk about everything in stages of your life and how your life affected others. When I met you and BJ, I really had no friends, at least gay friends. I did not go out or party or anything. When you and BJ left........ I turned to a really dark place. The two best friends that I had were gone....... I have never told you this, but the last time I saw you, I drove home, it was snowing. I put on the soundtrack to "The Bodyguard" I listened to track 11 and I just cried so hard while driving home. When I got home, I sat on the floor with a bottle of Jack next to me and just drank straight from the bottle. A part of me hoped that if I drank.... maybe it would feel like yall were still there. At some point I passed out, but not from drinking, but from just being emotionally distraught. For the next few weeks, I just went clubbing.. not so much drinking... just clubbing and partying all the time to a point where I couldn't pay my electricity, gas, buy food or pay rent. Partying became almost like an addiction to me because I had gotten so used to do it. To this day I tell all my friends about all the fun times we had.... but I never realized that nearly every time we were all together we were drinking.... and I'm sorry that I did not see it then.
Blake, you are so brave and I'm so proud of you and your recovery. This is wonderful, keep telling your story. Don't overthink it. Just speak from your heart. Your story touches my heart for two reasons: 1) I've been a nurse for 17 years. Two of those years I was a transplant coordinator, and absolutely loved it. I learned so much and truly loved my patients and medical team I worked with! My background also includes critical care, so I took care of fresh post-op transplant patients, and again, lived every minute.
2) My cousin had alcoholic liver cirrhosis, he actually received a deceased donor liver transplant, and I was there with him throughout his hospital stay before and after.
I've been following your story Blake, and I will continue to so so and I'm keeping you in my prayers.
Thank you Kelly! I remember being so surprised when you told me you'd been following me that first time, and I actually think about it pretty often. That's exactly the kind of surprise I've wanted to get from the beginning, and hearing you say that is total reassurance that what I'm doing actually works. Thanks again ❤️
Blake, I just wanted you to know I am following this. I simply support you, and I want to know more. I truly believe that this subject matter is SO important. I know several people that need your message, your dialogue. It’s one thing to read about alcoholism and the “do this, not that” sort of thing, but by you setting all this up and sharing, this makes it “real.”
Also, (said with love in mind) sitting in your safe and comfortable place while making these videos…whether it’s your car, the front lawn, whatever… it doesn’t matter. Getting this content out there is. Just be you. Just my thoughts. ❤️ We’re watching.
Thank you, Jeanie. You've always been so nice to me. I appreciate it very much. ❤️
You're brave to tell your story, much needed and hopefully helps others.
Thank you! ❤️
My question is how do you deal with the existential dread? My comment is you definitely still have the demeanor and teaching style of an English teacher and I think this could be very beneficial to those who need it. Keep going. I'm rooting for you.
One of my most trusted relationships right now is my closeness with Prozac. He's my knight in shining armor. ❤️
I think you should make this a series, perhaps talk about everything in stages of your life and how your life affected others. When I met you and BJ, I really had no friends, at least gay friends. I did not go out or party or anything. When you and BJ left........ I turned to a really dark place. The two best friends that I had were gone....... I have never told you this, but the last time I saw you, I drove home, it was snowing. I put on the soundtrack to "The Bodyguard" I listened to track 11 and I just cried so hard while driving home. When I got home, I sat on the floor with a bottle of Jack next to me and just drank straight from the bottle. A part of me hoped that if I drank.... maybe it would feel like yall were still there. At some point I passed out, but not from drinking, but from just being emotionally distraught. For the next few weeks, I just went clubbing.. not so much drinking... just clubbing and partying all the time to a point where I couldn't pay my electricity, gas, buy food or pay rent. Partying became almost like an addiction to me because I had gotten so used to do it. To this day I tell all my friends about all the fun times we had.... but I never realized that nearly every time we were all together we were drinking.... and I'm sorry that I did not see it then.
I'm sorry all that happened to you, and I can understand the feeling. But we all made it regardless, and you got a fantastic husband in the end. ❤️