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The Worst Part About My Second DUI
Unless alcohol is not at all your scene, chances are you know at least one or two people with a DUI. They’re pretty easy to come by.
The second one is a little harder to come by, but with the wrong attitude, minimal effort, and some poor choices, even that can come a little more freely than you might imagine.
I needed the first DUI. Had to happen. I was a danger to myself and my community, a near nightly ritual of drinking ending in a drive home. Getting pulled over was the best case scenario.
And if you really drill down, as dumb and frustrating as the second one a year later was… maybe it had to happen to. I love my life today, and I wouldn’t be here without all the things leading up to it, good and bad. While I imagine I could have landed here, or close, without the abysmal experience of DUI II, I can’t be sure, and I’ve come to accept that it was just part of my journey. And if that’s the way it had to be, well… I really do love my life today. C’est la vie.
That’s not to say the second one was easy. Or even tolerable. It wasn’t. And I knew that the instant it happened; despite having never thrown up while drinking, being placed in the…