Writing this is tough.. but here goes.
In march of 2019 i was in a MVA where i was ejected out of the vehicle as well as two others, while the driver(my best friend) remained crushed in the driver seat. I was conscious the entire time, flying through the stalks of the corn field. Only to come to a sudden stop. At first it was quiet, then i heard my friends dad snoring. He was only feet away from me, and I had the vehicles door on top of me. I struggled to get it off, and barely managed to get out from under it. All while begging for someone to answer me. Someone to help my friends. Once i was free, i crawled over to him, and tried to wake him. Only to discover he was bleeding out from the back of his skull. I turned around, searching for help only to see a wall of flames which i assumed was the vehicle. Beside it i seen a house far in the distance, and started to make my way to it to get help. I kept trying to stand, only to fall. Unable to keep myself up, i kept crawling. Begging for help. I finally managed to get to the house, and began banging on the door. After what felt like a lifetime, i heard someone tell me "We're coming!" The door opened, and everything went blank. When i came back to, i was in the ambulance with paramedics asking me how many there were, i said 3. They said only 3 of you, i screamed 3 of them. After that everything went black again. I came back to when they were moving my friend on a stretcher, and all i seen was blood. Everything was telling me he was dead. Luckily, everyone survived. The impact caused the chasis to sever from the frame of a Yukon.
Fast forward almost 7 years now.. and that night haunts me every day. From the moment i wake up, and into my dreams. I had crawled over 250 yards, and successfully gotten my friends help even in the condition i was. If I hadn't of done so, all 3 of them would have passed on that night.
I guess in a way it may seem obvious why i drink. To numb those memories and the physical pain. But i don't want that to be my life anymore.
I'm sorry in advance to anyone who may have read this.. but thank you as well. This is part of my story, on how I became an alcoholic.
