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Goodbye Speed

Goodbye Speed

To the evil demon called speed
The evil fucker I no longer need,
I’m writing this letter; words easy to read,
The message is clear and you’d better take heed.

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A thank you to our community

New Year Message for TBRP

Each year, we send a letter to the Halifax Courier asking them to thank the people of Calderdale for their support throughout the previous year.  Here is a copy of the letter for 2015:

Dear Editor

It is becoming customary for me, through your newspaper, to write and thank the people of Calderdale for their support throughout the past year of our project and the people we serve from our particular community, people affected by addictions.

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Dear Alcohol and Drugs

Dear Alcohol and DrugsTBRP-blog-dear-alcohol-and-drugs

The first time we met I was thirteen, I got put in an ambulance and had my stomach pumped but that didn’t stop me from wanting you again.

You made me feel so confident and fearless, I would have the courage to talk to people and do things that I couldn’t do when I was sober.

You helped me in getting the name “wild child”, I did crazy things and people laughed and I thought it was good at first.

I stood up to people; I wasn’t scared of getting hurt.

I had a good social life and was always at parties.

But it wasn’t always like that though, I was sat on my own in my empty house attempting suicide at the end of it.

I lost my son; my family couldn’t stand to see me in the state that I was in.

I wasn’t me anymore; Karla had gone, I was just a shell.

You stripped me of everything that means anything to me, you came before anything – you were always put first.

I was obsessed with you even though you were causing me great pain.

I never ever want to feel that way ever again.

The pain inside was unbearable, enough for me to feel like there was no way out other than to end my life because I couldn’t go on the way I was and never saw myself being able to let go of you.

Today I have been without you for eight months and my life has changed dramatically.

The day dreams that I had are starting to come true. I’m not going to say that everything was your fault, not everybody who drinks and drugs turns out the way that I did.

I don’t have an off button, I am an addict and today come to terms with that and made the decision to not have you in my life any more.

Today I have no room in my life for you, I have my recovery and I have my son and I am happier than I have been in years.




Article featured in RecoveryTimes issue  8

Letter of Resignation for Life 1995-2015

Goodbye Alcohol

From today the ties of bondage are released.

After years of denial, self-loathing, hatred, self-pity and internal emotional pain, I am no longer interlinked with you. The way I know you want me to be.

Goodbye, farewell seems somewhat lame for such a momentous occasion but for me to sit here today and admit my need and want to say goodbye is mentally and physically very strange, but also somewhat very apt, to say the least.

I am sat in the doctors’ surgery as I write to you taking action to better myself and furthermore permanently distance myself from you.

We have been everywhere together night and day, through thick and thin.

You seem to have been there for me no matter what!

A companion to console me when no one else would, could or should.

But now my days are getting brighter and one day very soon you will become a familiar face. One needs not to forget.

As I write this letter I feel torrential emotions running through me. Feelings of happiness, desperation, sorry and anger, frustration and humiliation.

But this will now dissipate to calmness, as I say and feel my final farewell.

No more will I yearn for you!

Drudge through life to get to you! Lie for you! Steal for you! Disgust myself nor die for you.

Today we part our ways! Unlike so many other things and people I’ve been separated from, you my friend, I will and can never forget. After all I have let you take from me including my sanity.

I bow to you! You win!

You’ve taken my mother! No way will you take me too because I will never be beholden to you again.

Be seeing you around I am sure. With a constant reminder where I’ve been and where I am going.

Goodbye Alcohol!


Andrew Boothroyd (age 41 ¾)

Article featured in RecoveryTimes issue  8