I met Ela in one of the toughest neighborhoods in Atlanta yesterday.
BW: What was the best day of your life?
Ela: The day my son was born.
BW: How old is he now?
Ela: 12. He lives with my parents cause I’m so fucked up.
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Ela: How long have you been clean?
BW: It’s been 7 years since I’ve had a drink or any of the hard stuff.
Ela: That’s a long time. I can’t imagine… I probably won’t get sober til he’s grown and the damage is done.
BW: You really think you’ll make it that long?
Ela: Wow… I look that rough?
BW: …honestly, It’s not looking good from here.