I Survived Barcelona
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My time spent working as a party promoter in Barcelona, Spain in the summer of 2017.
During this time I would have reached the highest point of my biggest problem, alcohol.
Delusional to the problem I had, I try my best to tell the story who I once used to be.
Obnoxious, Arrogant, evil, egotistic and a low life scumbag who I once used to be.
It is everything I am the opposite of today, I have lost best friends due to their battle with addiction and I almost lost myself.
If anyone who thinks they may have a problem with alcohol, I would advise reading Allan Carr's "
How to control alcohol ".
It not only help change my life but it helped save my life.
Kid Dynamite I hope one day I will be able to pay you back
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