Did you hide your drinking like me?
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Join Date: Oct 2013
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I'm with you here, I just hope I find only empties, I'd have myself a good car if I had a dollar for every one I spent on alcohol. I'm thinking in the future I'll be looking for posts of the struggling and winning nature.
I hid a 1.75 ml bottle of vodka in the bushes outside and would fill a 20 oz thermos bottle that I could easily keep hid in the house to drink out of. I would make excuses like I need to go to the bathroom and drink out of the thermos. I thought I was fooling my wife but my stumbling walk and slurred speech was a dead giveaway. At the time I actually thought I was fooling her though.
On vacation I used to bring about three of those thermoses in my suitcase. Cruises were the worst as you couldn't smuggle anything in. I was white knuckling it the whole cruise trying not to run up a huge bar tab. Suffered withdrawal symptoms the whole cruise and drank way too much caffeine. Only went to one all-inclusive but drank enough tequila that week to kill a horse.
On vacation I used to bring about three of those thermoses in my suitcase. Cruises were the worst as you couldn't smuggle anything in. I was white knuckling it the whole cruise trying not to run up a huge bar tab. Suffered withdrawal symptoms the whole cruise and drank way too much caffeine. Only went to one all-inclusive but drank enough tequila that week to kill a horse.
I had stashes all over the house mostly in places that only I would need access (work bench, tool box, camping gear, etc,). There was always the concern that the booze would run out on a Friday or Saturday night. For 3 months after quitting I would find a half empty bottle tucked away somewhere only a drunk would put one. Was once even accused of still drinking long after I'd quit because my wife found a bottle in a spare athletic bag. I didn't even bother to argue because it seemed so ridiculous that I'd ever stooped to such bizarre behavior as hiding emergency stashes of alcohol. Good riddance.
Yep. Always hiding, sneaking, and stealing alcohol. I needed more than everyone else. Once in drink mode I would steal/swig off my mother in laws wine bottles in secrecy. Same thing at my folks' house. And my sisters. Didn't care when in drink mode. Thank god I never got caught doing this but everyone always knew when I was drunk. Once again. Matt had too much.
I found an old bottle going through some old office cabinets I inherited from my parents house. I knew it was mine from the brand. Didn't even pour it out because I didn't want to smell it, so I just chunked it in the trash can before the garbage man came the next morning.
We just got all new bedroom furniture. It's been about 4.5 years since I quit for good. We had to take out all our old furniture, dressers, just a ton of stuff. Oh, Lordy, the bottles, wine corks, assorted detriment of my drinking years was all right there, front and center. I couldn't believe how much stuff was still there, collecting dust. Even a full bottle of some vile Chardonnay. My husband laughed about it but I was mortified!
Done all of these, too. Anyone who was not an alcoholic would look at these posts and think we were all insane and of course we were. My problem with hiding my booze was that I would of course eventually get drunk and wander off to my hiding place for another another swig, not realizing that my husband was right there watching me dig thr laundry, under the towels, under the sink, etc. and would take it when I would finally pass out. I would wake up later, look for it, realize he had found it, wake him up begging and being vile for him to give it back. I was so pathetic!
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this year at the cottage the stream backed up and water flowed all under the shed and when we pulled in the driveway all my vodka bottles had washed up onto the driveway that i stashed under the shed.
What an awakening.
yeah sobreity
What an awakening.
yeah sobreity
On New Years Eve 1999 I met my boyfriend's parents for the first time. His whole family was getting together over at his sisters. Per usual I didn't want to drink a lot around them so what do you think I did? I opened a bottle of champagne and started drinking at around 4:00 when I wasn't even going over there until 9. By around 8:30 I probably should have gone to bed. Nope, went over and went into a blackout. Used the F word in the middle of a bout of silence in front of his entire family. Walked home (I remember NONE of this). The next day I called him and when he started telling me what I did and I was devastated. Think I quit at that point? Nooooooooooooooooooooooooo. Thankfully I was able to redeem myself.
Ugh, just the thought of that night.
Ugh, just the thought of that night.
I would also get up in the middle of the night to recycle my empties in a neighboring church recycling bin so my neighbor would not see beer cans in my trash. It is one of the gifts of sobriety to have good uninterrupted sleep and not to have to worry about environmentally correct waste disposal at 3am
Wow, so I did all of this too -- from chugging vodka before a party to guzzling wine pre and post social outings. So SERIOUS QUESTION what is the degree of your liver damage now?
I'm concerned about mine. A friend is in the final stages of cirrhosis/liver failure now... her husband is a dear friend, too. I saw her on Mother's Day, and she was like a balloon on toothpicks.... her body impossibly bloated, her legs tiny and thin. Even so, she again drank to intoxication once again since then, while on a list of liver transplants, even though her doctors said drinking puts you at the bottom of the list. I understand despair. I do it too.
Tell me about your liver symptoms.
I'm concerned about mine. A friend is in the final stages of cirrhosis/liver failure now... her husband is a dear friend, too. I saw her on Mother's Day, and she was like a balloon on toothpicks.... her body impossibly bloated, her legs tiny and thin. Even so, she again drank to intoxication once again since then, while on a list of liver transplants, even though her doctors said drinking puts you at the bottom of the list. I understand despair. I do it too.
Tell me about your liver symptoms.
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Join Date: May 2010
Location: Loughton, Essex, England
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I used to hide mine behind the settee, in the cupboard under our table in the kitchen. In the cupboard under the sink (sink in the utility where no one would use), hidden in the washing, definitely no one would find that in my house haha lol I've even attended an AA meeting with half bottle vodka in my bag! I bet that's been done before, loads! I've hidden glasses under the floor plinth in my workroom. Actually the list is endless. I've got boxes and boxes of yarn in my workroom, the trouble is.....remembering which box it's hidden in!!!
During my worst drinking days I was living at home. My dad would leave for work at 3 in the afternoon, and my mom would get home from work around 4. I would have to rush out to get my booze as soon as my dad left for work, paranoid as hell that my mom would already be home and see me bringing the booze in. And I always hid my booze in my dresser drawer with a shot glass. That is INSANITY.
Wow, so I did all of this too -- from chugging vodka before a party to guzzling wine pre and post social outings. So SERIOUS QUESTION what is the degree of your liver damage now?
I'm concerned about mine. A friend is in the final stages of cirrhosis/liver failure now... her husband is a dear friend, too. I saw her on Mother's Day, and she was like a balloon on toothpicks.... her body impossibly bloated, her legs tiny and thin. Even so, she again drank to intoxication once again since then, while on a list of liver transplants, even though her doctors said drinking puts you at the bottom of the list. I understand despair. I do it too.
Tell me about your liver symptoms.
I'm concerned about mine. A friend is in the final stages of cirrhosis/liver failure now... her husband is a dear friend, too. I saw her on Mother's Day, and she was like a balloon on toothpicks.... her body impossibly bloated, her legs tiny and thin. Even so, she again drank to intoxication once again since then, while on a list of liver transplants, even though her doctors said drinking puts you at the bottom of the list. I understand despair. I do it too.
Tell me about your liver symptoms.
I love that Jack Vitriano painting...I love the whole series. You've inspired me to change my avatars.
BTW, I drank heavily for many years and had no liver damage.
At my worst i'd get a lift to the shops on my lunch hour at work, buy a bottle of vodka and a bottle of energy drink, go into the bookies, place a bet, go into the toilet and drink some of the vodka before pouring most of it into the energy drink bottle, put the vodka bottle inside my coat, place some more bets, walk back to my office, hide the 1/4 full bottle of vodka under a cupboard downstairs, happily slowly drink the 'energy drink' throughout the day, fill up what's left of it with the 1/4 vodka that was left.
I had that down to a fine art, so the 1/4 left would pretty much fill the energy drink bottle full of vodka more or less, so I would consume that when I got home.
I literally did that day after day for a long period of time.
I had that down to a fine art, so the 1/4 left would pretty much fill the energy drink bottle full of vodka more or less, so I would consume that when I got home.
I literally did that day after day for a long period of time.
Wow, so I did all of this too -- from chugging vodka before a party to guzzling wine pre and post social outings. So SERIOUS QUESTION what is the degree of your liver damage now?
I'm concerned about mine. A friend is in the final stages of cirrhosis/liver failure now... her husband is a dear friend, too. I saw her on Mother's Day, and she was like a balloon on toothpicks.... her body impossibly bloated, her legs tiny and thin. Even so, she again drank to intoxication once again since then, while on a list of liver transplants, even though her doctors said drinking puts you at the bottom of the list. I understand despair. I do it too.
Tell me about your liver symptoms.
I'm concerned about mine. A friend is in the final stages of cirrhosis/liver failure now... her husband is a dear friend, too. I saw her on Mother's Day, and she was like a balloon on toothpicks.... her body impossibly bloated, her legs tiny and thin. Even so, she again drank to intoxication once again since then, while on a list of liver transplants, even though her doctors said drinking puts you at the bottom of the list. I understand despair. I do it too.
Tell me about your liver symptoms.
Drinking sucks. It used to fun for me a while back. Now, it's just a nightmare. I much prefer being sober.
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I can't tell you how many family dinners I went to the "bathroom" when I was really going to the bar to do a shot since I couldn't do them in front of my family. I don't miss that at all-the panic and paranoia that I'd be caught by a family member, and the shame.
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