quadriplegic
I don't know if I'm ready to see the man I've loved, looked up to and idolized unable to put his hand on my thigh or pick up a guitar.
alcoholism
Alcohol opened him up in ways that I never could. It made him more sexually aggressive, more unguarded about his past and less likely to evade my questions about his thoughts and feelings.
drunk driving
I didn't think twice about the fact that I had downed a couple of beers until I saw the cherries spinning behind me on the Interstate.
drunk driving
It’s the Lizzie Bordenification of drunk driving -- even though we do it, we couldn’t possibly do it. At least as far as most public campaigns are concerned.