My ultimate rock bottom was having to call my mother to come pick me up at the ER because they pumped me full of drugs to reverse the alcohol withdrawals and they wouldn’t let me drive. She then had to drive me to Walgreens to get more anti-withdrawal drugs. She then had to pick up my kids from school and keep them overnight because I was unable to care for them with the amount of drugs I was on.
I’m 35, married with two kids, and have had a very successful professional career. Having to make that phone call to your own mother was the most embarrassing and humbling experiences of my life. It hurts just typing about it.
As for how I stayed sober for 39 days, read above. I can’t go through that again.