Diary of a Mad Cow - Sober Edition
Diary of a Mad Cow - Sober Edition
Honeys I Home!
And I has surprise for you: Sobriety on like Donkey Kong! That right! Cow in week 2 of sobriety. WHAT?! No f*cking way! Yes! NO! OMG! It true!
How is this possible? Well, wish I could say what turn my corner was recent black out while driving and near accident in which I was inexcusable total assh*le that could has kill people and/or myself and/or make for long prison sentence …but sadly, no.
I has flash of memory from that moment right after accident was avoided, thinking is surely police around and I going to jail now, and was panic but also exhausted sense of relief come over me that “at least it finally over.” …But, was no cops, nothing. No consequences, except own shock and horror for my actions. I very, very lucky. I get yet another chance. …and then I using again two days later.
Ater that, was like profound observation of self that go something like: F*ck dude. Look at you. You just gone. You over. You ruined. Irrevocably ruined.
Then next day, I stop. Has not touch coffee or booze since. Yes, was bad detox and still I feeling like sh*t, but it a deeply resigned "not matter how you feel, this how it gonna be" sh*t. So, I over week substance free now, which, of course, is jack sh*t, but is longer than I go in probable 15 year. I got solid toe-hold on this monstrous mountain, and I determine, no matter what she throw at me, I climbing this bitch.
PS. To those who not know me, and has interest, story of my struggles start here:
http://www.soberrecovery.com/forums/...y-mad-cow.html
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And I has surprise for you: Sobriety on like Donkey Kong! That right! Cow in week 2 of sobriety. WHAT?! No f*cking way! Yes! NO! OMG! It true!
How is this possible? Well, wish I could say what turn my corner was recent black out while driving and near accident in which I was inexcusable total assh*le that could has kill people and/or myself and/or make for long prison sentence …but sadly, no.
I has flash of memory from that moment right after accident was avoided, thinking is surely police around and I going to jail now, and was panic but also exhausted sense of relief come over me that “at least it finally over.” …But, was no cops, nothing. No consequences, except own shock and horror for my actions. I very, very lucky. I get yet another chance. …and then I using again two days later.
Ater that, was like profound observation of self that go something like: F*ck dude. Look at you. You just gone. You over. You ruined. Irrevocably ruined.
Then next day, I stop. Has not touch coffee or booze since. Yes, was bad detox and still I feeling like sh*t, but it a deeply resigned "not matter how you feel, this how it gonna be" sh*t. So, I over week substance free now, which, of course, is jack sh*t, but is longer than I go in probable 15 year. I got solid toe-hold on this monstrous mountain, and I determine, no matter what she throw at me, I climbing this bitch.
PS. To those who not know me, and has interest, story of my struggles start here:
http://www.soberrecovery.com/forums/...y-mad-cow.html
.
Gud thang duz we not all talks like a cow. I two conphuzid.
Seriously I'd prefer less bad language, the * isn't hiding anything and that's not what we're about here @ SR. We're polite and don't use bad words.
Keep up the good work; if this is indeed a serious post.
Seriously I'd prefer less bad language, the * isn't hiding anything and that's not what we're about here @ SR. We're polite and don't use bad words.
Keep up the good work; if this is indeed a serious post.
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