Where was I?
Where was I?
Lying in bed after drinking like 12 beers, several mixed drinks, a few whiskey shots, and taking 5 Tylenol w/ Codine at a wedding. Oh and then smoking some pot when I got home at like 2am. While lying there feeling like death, I knew I'd reached the end of the line. I had to drink so much water and take ibuprofen and ginko biloba, and multivitamin just to get to sleep. That is when I knew this lifestyle was going to kill me and that I had to do something. Usually that bad feeling leaves after a while and more drinks are sure to follow but I can remember feeling like I was gonna die and that feeling has not left me, it motivates me now. It's right there.
Hi getr,
Sometimes the stick works better than the carrot. I use the memory of my last drunk day and the days before it when needed. If fear will keep me sober, fear I'll use.
I'm 26 days sober and things have gotten much better. So, the fear factor gets used less and less each day
Ed
Sometimes the stick works better than the carrot. I use the memory of my last drunk day and the days before it when needed. If fear will keep me sober, fear I'll use.
I'm 26 days sober and things have gotten much better. So, the fear factor gets used less and less each day
Ed
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