It is truly an awful thing to admit, salt shaker in hand, that we have warped our minds into such an obsession for this flavor crystal that only an act of providence can remove it from us.
No other kind of bankruptcy or depth of depravity has no man known like this one. Salt…now become our rapacious creditor phone in hand, bleeding us, extracting of all of our self sufficient precious hydration and will to resist its demands, leading us that we should follow.
Little did I know almost 5 years ago when I walked into that room(A.A.) and admitted that I was an alcoholic that it would be just the beginning of my journey to find better answers of how I could have ended up in that room with a bunch of other salty alcoholics would end where it did. In the salt mines.
I believe I have found the mother of all addictions, the true foundation, the pillar of all things impulsive, compulsive and reactionary. The way that I feel today after almost 3 months with no added salt is free; like a genie from a bottle after a few thousand years. Truly free to live and thrive; lacking no potential.
Welcome to the club, I’m Mike and I’ve been salted…8)
Scribe(author) – Michael J. Loomis | Editor at Chew Digest