Vodka is now my safe place
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Vodka is now my safe place
Kisses that shower a newborn baby. Brought into a world that's so crazy.
A mother cries when her young child dies- tears of sorrow fill the fathers eyes.
A bottle of vodka will now be a friend. For my babies life had to end.
Isolation is a must- together we are just the 2 of us.
The last breath - The pale face- The cold embrace
Vodka is now my safe place.
A mother cries when her young child dies- tears of sorrow fill the fathers eyes.
A bottle of vodka will now be a friend. For my babies life had to end.
Isolation is a must- together we are just the 2 of us.
The last breath - The pale face- The cold embrace
Vodka is now my safe place.
No it is not. Vodka is lying to you, your addiction is lying to you. Stop drinking. YOu can do it and you are worth a sober life. I read your story and you have been through a lot, but nurturing your strength within- you have more than you know- will keep you going. Do not drink the vodka, vodka is not your safe place, sobriety is.
Vodka was my safe place for a while. I would buy a bottle everyday on my way home from the job I detested. As soon as I got back to my apartment, I poured myself a drink and I was in my sanctuary where nothing bothered me.
Soon though, vodka wasn't a safe place anymore. I found myself waking up in jail cells and spending the night in hospitals. Every Monday morning I had to think of another excuse to explain the black-eye or the road-rash on my cheek. By this point, I had lost my driver's license already to a DUI so I couldn't visit my girlfriend in another city. I decided to break up with her so I could just drink vodka alone.
I continued down this path for another 5 years until I had nothing left. The job and the apartment went. I was bankrupt, unemployed, and essentially homeless. Trust me when I say that vodka won't be safe for very long!
Soon though, vodka wasn't a safe place anymore. I found myself waking up in jail cells and spending the night in hospitals. Every Monday morning I had to think of another excuse to explain the black-eye or the road-rash on my cheek. By this point, I had lost my driver's license already to a DUI so I couldn't visit my girlfriend in another city. I decided to break up with her so I could just drink vodka alone.
I continued down this path for another 5 years until I had nothing left. The job and the apartment went. I was bankrupt, unemployed, and essentially homeless. Trust me when I say that vodka won't be safe for very long!
Same here. Vodka built the bridge that took me into full blown alcoholism. In my late stages, I probably would have tried to write poetry about it too. Glad I kicked that stuff, nearly killed me.
I never realized it until just now. I didn't drink vodka until the last year or two of my drinking. Near the end it was a big jug (or more) of titos a week to supplement my 3 or 4 cases of beer. At the very end, I would drink vodka like normal people would drink their morning juice. Six oz cup. Not to mention the expensive bourbon I would drink the same way. I bought sippin whiskey, but never sipped it.
It's no way to live. It's a slow death.
It's no way to live. It's a slow death.
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The ultimate goal of alcohol is to kill you. Period. Sure, it will befriend you for a while, but it always has that one goal in mind. It's like someone being really nice to you, but has a hidden agenda that you don't see coming until its too late.
Im so sorry for your loss. Vodka isn't the answer. I dont have much advice because I cant imagine the pain you must be feeling. Please know drinking will only make your pain worse. ♥Hugs
While I will not try to understand your sorrow and grief that you are experiencing, I am guessing there is a part of you that does not believe what you wrote. If Vodka was really your friend you would not post a poem about it on a recovery site?
As hard as this might sound you need to embrace that dim light within you that is crying out for help. This is what I had to do.
I had to become open that my way was not working and call in experts to help. That meant reaching outside myself. Reaching out here is a good start. Perhaps a therapist or AA meeting. A meeting that deals with grief might be helpful too.
Keep posting, poetry or otherwise but keep arching out. You will realize that Vodka is not your friend - that I am 100% certain of.
As hard as this might sound you need to embrace that dim light within you that is crying out for help. This is what I had to do.
I had to become open that my way was not working and call in experts to help. That meant reaching outside myself. Reaching out here is a good start. Perhaps a therapist or AA meeting. A meeting that deals with grief might be helpful too.
Keep posting, poetry or otherwise but keep arching out. You will realize that Vodka is not your friend - that I am 100% certain of.
Death by vodka is not romantic, easy, pretty, or noble. It is a bloated, bloody, ****** wretched mess horrifying to those who have to endure it, and once you are dead and out of the game, life just goes on. Bye bye. Adios muchaco
Where there is life there is hope. Put down the drink and live.
Where there is life there is hope. Put down the drink and live.
Memastrole, my heartfelt condolences to you. I was more focused on the vodka than your loss when I posted. Please do your best to get through this trying time.
Vodka is not the answer, it only brings more pain.
Vodka is not the answer, it only brings more pain.
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