Paul C. Brunson

Now that's a drunk.

that is old school in the AA literature, all those old stories from Bill Wilson back in like 1944,

That was a real drunk.

And I'm that person.

But of course, I couldn't see it.

But I'm now emulating the exact same behaviors as what my visual of an alcoholic looks like without being the visual.

Yes.

You know?

And I remember there were many points in that where I just didn't want to wake up.

But that's the reality of what alcohol did.

I needed it.

And I got down on my knees and was praying to God.

Yeah.

It was a really rough week, this particular week.

And I had a really bad night out in London with some friends and it became hostile between us and

And it was just, I don't really remember much.

Okay.

You know, like, towards the end, I was as drunk one day as the next, and it was all a big blur, and whether I was going out or not, I would have drank copious amounts beforehand.

And I remember arranging a couple-a-day stay at a friend's house, and Katie Price, being one of my good friends, was meeting me there, and we were going to hang out for a couple of days, and...

Kate's not great at keeping up with promises when it comes to showing up to things.