|Traffic by Stephen Gaghan|
|Age (range):||18 - 55|
Marty: So it was my birthday and um my ex wife was getting re-married and I was sitting in some church basement with a bunch of strangers telling them that it was a good day today because I didn't have to eat out of a dumpster. It was enough to send me out on a pretty big one. I been thinkin' alot about the first step that I came to believe I was powerless over alcohol and that my life would become unmanageable. See my disease tells me that I don't have a disease, that its my birthday and I can have one little beer, one little line. Little valum. Six months later I wake up in a silver living house in Philly, I'm from Dallas people! Its a disease, an allergy of the body, an obbession of the mind. So my name is Marty and today I'm a grateful recovering alcoholic. And its a good day today because I didn't have to eat out of a dumpster. Thanks.