25-year recovering alkie
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25-year recovering alkie
Hi. This is my first post. I quit drinking in September of 1987. I am doing fine. Hope to be able to help anyone who might be struggling to maintain sobriety or to get sober in the first place. I did not use AA to get sober. I read a book, Under the Influence, and got myself sober that way. Please let me know if I can be of any help.
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Originally Posted by graciedog 
Hi. This is my first post. I quit drinking in September of 1987. I am doing fine. Hope to be able to help anyone who might be struggling to maintain sobriety or to get sober in the first place. I did not use AA to get sober. I read a book, Under the Influence, and got myself sober that way. Please let me know if I can be of any help.
In '87 I had no clue that I was headed for alcohol dependency, even though I drank what I would now consider lightweight beer every night. In the mid 80's I was hitchhiking around and I don't recall drinking in the day. The beast hadn't emerged from the topiary or wainscoting as of yet, I guess.
It's cool that you're offering your help. Put electrodes in my brain that shock me when I think of drinking I guess.
Do you think the book "Under the Influence" would shed any more light than people's personal stories here? Is it an autobiography?
Can you provide a link to a synopsis along with your personal reflections? You can send me a personal message. I know we're not supposed to do anything that comes off as a product endorsement here on the forum. Maybe I can find a used copy on Craig's List.
I wonder... the more I think about my relationship with alcohol, the more I think about alcohol. When I was a kid hitchhiking around, I don't recall thinking about beer until nightfall. Everything was so new to me and I needed to be cognizant of my surroundings so as not to get shafted. It was only when I found a safe place to sleep that I drank, and the pittance that I drank then would be a drop in the bucket by comparison now.
Well, when I was a kid I had enough sense to know I couldn't be walking the streets of a foreign city with a backpack under the influence and that the prime directive was to find a safe place to sleep (which I did in 99% of the cases), but now that I'm an adult with an apartment working sporadically (and sometimes online from home), the situation is different.
Idle hands are the Devil's workshop.
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