How do you know when it's too much and not fun any more
How do you know when it's too much and not fun any more
When you're drunk and you want to argue about anything that comes up in your emotions, from present, from the past, from life in general.
When you're drunk and you start crying about everything that's hurting you and you're so distrought you cry yourself to sleep and pee in the bed cause you're so out of it.
When you're so drunk, that you're afraid to wake up next morning, wondering if you've offended someone with your lashing out, or irrational behavior.
When you can't handle a stressful situation unless you had a six pack or a bottle of wine.
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When you're drunk and you start crying about everything that's hurting you and you're so distrought you cry yourself to sleep and pee in the bed cause you're so out of it.
When you're so drunk, that you're afraid to wake up next morning, wondering if you've offended someone with your lashing out, or irrational behavior.
When you can't handle a stressful situation unless you had a six pack or a bottle of wine.
Can you add some of your own?
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When you fight with the friends who have just bailed you out about stopping to pick up a fifth on the way home from jail, and then down half of said bottle before meeting with lawyers a couple hours later... And you believe this to be an appropriate response to the circumstances.
When you've lost the capacity to care about anything more than the next drink.
When you've lost the capacity to care about anything more than the next drink.
My body started to revolt, it was like the first sip was medicine and I would grimace to get passed that first bit.
This is embarassing, but close to the end of deciding to quit, I would have one glass and then I would have to throw up. I would then come back and drink. My body was begging me not to and it turned into a physical revulsion.
This is embarassing, but close to the end of deciding to quit, I would have one glass and then I would have to throw up. I would then come back and drink. My body was begging me not to and it turned into a physical revulsion.
When you need to have a couple of stiff ones to smooth out your drive home from the office, get in the freeway and you see a cop approaching from behind toward you in the rear view mirror.
When I looked the mirror and the person staring back at me was revolting and brought up a strong feeling of self hatred that I could no longer tolerate.
When I couldn't be up for more than 5 minutes before pouring a cup of liquor into my coffee cup. Having my morning liquor replace my morning coffee.
Walking in a full out blizzard in the dead of winter, bundling my daughter up real tight, putting her into the stroller and hiking it to the liqour store 6 blocks away with chronic pain. Yeah, pathetic.
-Jess
When I couldn't be up for more than 5 minutes before pouring a cup of liquor into my coffee cup. Having my morning liquor replace my morning coffee.
Walking in a full out blizzard in the dead of winter, bundling my daughter up real tight, putting her into the stroller and hiking it to the liqour store 6 blocks away with chronic pain. Yeah, pathetic.
-Jess
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When alcohol and the use of it determines how my money was spent;
where I ate and hung-out:
what time, and if, I went to work in the morning;
how I would physically feel when I woke up;
when I would look out the window in the morning hoping that my vehicle was parked outside and not damaged;
when I would regularly have to return to bars the next day to get the credit/debit card that I left the night before after walking-out on the tab drunk;
when I would wake up ashamed to go around people due to my behavior the night before;
when I got arrested and had to admit it to family and friends with no explanation other than the truth - I'm alcoholic (yet I kept drinking);
When I ran people out of my life that I truly cared about, but not enough to quit drinking;
When it finally caught up with me and I lost it all - job, house, car, self-respect and respect of others. It hadn't been fun for awhile, it had been a coping mechanism, but at that moment I knew that it had to change.
where I ate and hung-out:
what time, and if, I went to work in the morning;
how I would physically feel when I woke up;
when I would look out the window in the morning hoping that my vehicle was parked outside and not damaged;
when I would regularly have to return to bars the next day to get the credit/debit card that I left the night before after walking-out on the tab drunk;
when I would wake up ashamed to go around people due to my behavior the night before;
when I got arrested and had to admit it to family and friends with no explanation other than the truth - I'm alcoholic (yet I kept drinking);
When I ran people out of my life that I truly cared about, but not enough to quit drinking;
When it finally caught up with me and I lost it all - job, house, car, self-respect and respect of others. It hadn't been fun for awhile, it had been a coping mechanism, but at that moment I knew that it had to change.
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