This one time I woke up with....
I woke up with a broken glass in bed with me. There was a shard right under my back but somehow I didn't get a single cut.
I probably knocked it over in the middle of the night but was too drunk to notice. You'd think that would be an eye opener but no, it took another three years for me to figure out that I had a problem.
I probably knocked it over in the middle of the night but was too drunk to notice. You'd think that would be an eye opener but no, it took another three years for me to figure out that I had a problem.
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Hi. I had similar things happen and finally after stopping drinking was thankful I needed not be concerned with such results anymore. As a result many good things have happened since. A big on is I'm comfortable in my own skin.
BE WELL
BE WELL
I once woke up with melted chocolate chips stuck to my face. The most embarrassing part was that I was so hungover that I didn't realize it until my roommate came in and after staring at me for a few seconds started laughing hysterically at me. Wasn't enough to make me quit though, had years of drinking ahead of me before I got smart.
A bruise the size of a pizza on my hip
Donuts in my bed (with sprinkle colours staining my body)
A stamp on my face
A badly broken foot
A second degree burn on my side
Wearing my jacket, hat, mittens, snow pants sitting up in a chair
Men I did not want to see
Shame and Guilt that would strangle me for days until my next epic binge
Those are the most recent ones I can remember... Ughhh
Man when I read this thread again, it sounds like it all happened on the same night. These are just various nights. But looking at the list makes me really feel like I need to stay away from alcohol. What a life. Day 2 here.
One time I woke up with:
A bruise the size of a pizza on my hip
Donuts in my bed (with sprinkle colours staining my body)
A stamp on my face
A badly broken foot
A second degree burn on my side
Wearing my jacket, hat, mittens, snow pants sitting up in a chair
Men I did not want to see
Shame and Guilt that would strangle me for days until my next epic binge
Those are the most recent ones I can remember... Ughhh
A bruise the size of a pizza on my hip
Donuts in my bed (with sprinkle colours staining my body)
A stamp on my face
A badly broken foot
A second degree burn on my side
Wearing my jacket, hat, mittens, snow pants sitting up in a chair
Men I did not want to see
Shame and Guilt that would strangle me for days until my next epic binge
Those are the most recent ones I can remember... Ughhh
That's why this forum is so good. and well done, fabulous xxx
A broken arm - that was a good five years ago though, obviously not enough to stop me :-\ I literally woke up and wondered why my arm was so painful and swollen 3 x its size. Idiot!
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One time I woke up with broken relationships, unemployment and homelessness due to my drinking, extremely poor health, passive suicidal thoughts and activities, no prospects for the future and, on three or four separate occasions during my relapse, an emergency room gurney stuck to my back.
I know one who didn't wake up. He was the father of two, one two years old and one newborn. He had been sober since his first son's birth. But one night, he drank at a friend's birthday party. He managed to drive home, but passed out in his car in his driveway. His wife found him dead in the front seat the next morning.
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Also, I've woken up in a house that wasn't mine, with a cat in the bed with me. I don't own a cat...
The house was a friend's house who was away for a while and he'd given me the keys so I could take care of things. It's a few blocks from where I live.
I started drinking at home and apparently walked there, petted a cat that followed me in and woke up in that house. With a cat. I don't even remember leaving my own house.
The house was a friend's house who was away for a while and he'd given me the keys so I could take care of things. It's a few blocks from where I live.
I started drinking at home and apparently walked there, petted a cat that followed me in and woke up in that house. With a cat. I don't even remember leaving my own house.
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