Not long ago, Slawek’s alcohol-induced tantrums estranged him from his family. He was unable to hold a steady job in the shifting construction market. His entire life’s work, everything he’s been working so hard to build, turned into a million tiny, almost un-reconstructable pieces.
Most of us think we can handle our life alone, thank you very much. We don’t need nothing from nobody. I was like that, too. I thought I had it all figured out.
This article originally appeared in the October 1, 2011 edition of ITMI Monthly. One frigid Polish winter during post Communist rule, I fell sick. I couldn’t get out of bed for two days, and didn’t make it to work. Even though I followed protocol for the situation, when I returned, my job had been […]