You don't fall in love with an alcoholic - you fall in love with a man. At least at first. Why do women fall for 'damaged' men? Why do women keep looking for love to fix everything? I knew what it was to poison oneself, the strange pleasure in the pain you could produce in your own body - the feeling of control that gave. I knew that profound physical discomfort allowed no emotion, and that that had often been the whole point. Dan's drunkenness seemed comparatively joyous. He never got ill - not even a cold. There were no scars. If this was self-destruction, perhaps it wasn't so bad after all. Skye Rogers tells her moving story about the great love - and fight - of her life. Lyrically written and many-layered, Drink Me is a book everyone who has ever loved should read.