it still sucks
it still sucks
This weekend would have been five weeks sober. I decided that it would be okay to drink, not sure what I was thinking. Life was getting better. I am pretty selfish. My girlfriend is pretty upset. I wish I could take it all back. I really don't like who I am when I drink, but why do I keep going back to it. :wtf2
It sounds like you learned something this weekend. Why do you keep drinking when you don't like what it does to you? Perhaps you suffer from the disease of alcoholism. Are you an alcoholic? Only you can answer that question.
We don't shoot our wounded here. I encourage you to brush youself off, and keep working on staying sober. You got almost 5 weeks in, you can do it again.
chip
We don't shoot our wounded here. I encourage you to brush youself off, and keep working on staying sober. You got almost 5 weeks in, you can do it again.
chip
What plans do you have in place for the next time you feel like having a drink?
I found making plans, keeping myself safe worked well for me.
Also keeping the great visual of myself, head down the toilet, barfing up blood at 3am, begging God or anyone to help me to stop killing myself, usually did the trick....because I knew that was the reality of my drinking.
What are your triggers?, write them down, be watchful for them
....write down all the reasons why you don't want to drink, and keep it handy, and read it.
A thought is just a thought, we need not act on it.
If you learn something from this, then USE what you have learned.
Onwards and Upwards
Seren
ps. I totally changed my day to day routine...from the time I got up, to bed time, I took a different route home from work, I sat in a different chair, I stopped watching television and started reading....I went out and voluntered at my local food bank, I hung around sober happy people.....I experimented with cooking all new kinds of food....I had to be proactive in my sobriey........cause "nothing changes if nothing changes".
Hope this helps a bit.
I found making plans, keeping myself safe worked well for me.
Also keeping the great visual of myself, head down the toilet, barfing up blood at 3am, begging God or anyone to help me to stop killing myself, usually did the trick....because I knew that was the reality of my drinking.
What are your triggers?, write them down, be watchful for them
....write down all the reasons why you don't want to drink, and keep it handy, and read it.
A thought is just a thought, we need not act on it.
If you learn something from this, then USE what you have learned.
Onwards and Upwards
Seren
ps. I totally changed my day to day routine...from the time I got up, to bed time, I took a different route home from work, I sat in a different chair, I stopped watching television and started reading....I went out and voluntered at my local food bank, I hung around sober happy people.....I experimented with cooking all new kinds of food....I had to be proactive in my sobriey........cause "nothing changes if nothing changes".
Hope this helps a bit.
Last edited by lovingseren; 03-17-2008 at 07:13 PM.
Funny thing, I recall back as a kid feeling like I was going to toss my colon up with everything else = I still kept drinking. Loved to try and lie on bed with a foot on the floor hoping the damn bed would stop spinning
I don't miss hangovers in the least
Learn from this........Move forward.......Make Plans.......Don't sit in stupid or poor me's.
"When we knew better, We did better" Maya Angelou
Worst hangover I had was on a sail boat in the north atlantic......enough said....
"When we knew better, We did better" Maya Angelou
Worst hangover I had was on a sail boat in the north atlantic......enough said....
That's just sad
Adjusting my Sails
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Yes I remember the story. I still had to look it up.
After my last relapse my sponsor keeps asking me, "So Dean, what are you going to different this time"
I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I fall in.
I am lost... I am hopeless.
It isn't my fault.
It takes forever to find a way out.
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don't see it.
I fall in again.
I can't believe I am in this same place.
But it isn't my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it there.
I still fall in... it's a habit... but,
my eyes are open.
I know where I am.
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.
I walk down another street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I fall in.
I am lost... I am hopeless.
It isn't my fault.
It takes forever to find a way out.
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don't see it.
I fall in again.
I can't believe I am in this same place.
But it isn't my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it there.
I still fall in... it's a habit... but,
my eyes are open.
I know where I am.
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.
I walk down another street.
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