Originally Posted by
JackDsMissus Yup and the worst of it was waking in the morning racked with guilt, shame and regret. Without even knowing why at first, just vague memories of saying something I shouldn't. Then slowly trying to piece it altogether, reading text messages through fingers, opening emails, messenger, forums, anywhere I may have spread my drunken nonsense - with a deep sense of dread. CRINGE. That was one of the deciding factors for me in the end. I just couldn't handle that terrible weight on my back anymore.
Well done on your 150+ days!
This is one of the most spot-on descriptions of the alcoholic's life I've ever read. And to think we lived like that every single day. Unbelievable.