Stupid things you have done because of alcohol.
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Stupid things you have done because of alcohol.
I was wondering what stupid things you people have done because of alcohol.
Things I did include :
- getting arrested because of drunk behavior, and paying huge fines.
- binge drinking the night before my final exams , and therefore failing my school (i had a good chance of getting my diploma).
- losing a really good job.
- knocking out a guy because I thought he insulted my friend (but he did not).
I am sure many of you have done similar or worse things.
I like to hear them. It would be a good reminder for everybody to know what can happen if you drink.
Things I did include :
- getting arrested because of drunk behavior, and paying huge fines.
- binge drinking the night before my final exams , and therefore failing my school (i had a good chance of getting my diploma).
- losing a really good job.
- knocking out a guy because I thought he insulted my friend (but he did not).
I am sure many of you have done similar or worse things.
I like to hear them. It would be a good reminder for everybody to know what can happen if you drink.
The stupid things we did before don't matter.....with an honest and hardworking approach to sobriety we won't have to ever be there again so that past can be dead to us. One thing I will say is I can't think of one single thing I've ever done sober that I'm truly ashamed of......to many to count while under the influence.
I could fill this forum with the stupid things I did over 30 years.
They didn't really stop me doing more stupid things tho, sadly...
What did stop me was looking for change and looking forward. As natural as it is to examine the wreckage behind us, I hope you guys will look forward.
This is a new beginning
D
They didn't really stop me doing more stupid things tho, sadly...
What did stop me was looking for change and looking forward. As natural as it is to examine the wreckage behind us, I hope you guys will look forward.
This is a new beginning
D
Oh god, too many things. I'm sure there's more that I can't remember, so here's the big ones.
-Remaining homeless for a long time due to alcoholism
- Nearly dying on several occasions
-Losing relationships because of my drinking
- Getting in to a bar fight and having my face broken (orbital bone, nose, jaw)
Plus all the friends I've lost, all the years, everything.
-Remaining homeless for a long time due to alcoholism
- Nearly dying on several occasions
-Losing relationships because of my drinking
- Getting in to a bar fight and having my face broken (orbital bone, nose, jaw)
Plus all the friends I've lost, all the years, everything.
there's so much.... so much.
But here's one;
I was in the military and living overseas. I attended a formal dinner event with my unit The dinner included a ritual of sending folks to "The Grog" - a mixture of whatever ratty leftover alchohol, tabasco sauce, cough medicine and whatever else the senior officers dumped into a toilet bowl.
Because of my smart a** nature, as a young specialist, I kept purposely getting myself sent back to the Grog. Laying aside the obviously ridiculous fact that the military not only condoned but encouraged this - the upshot was I became blackout drunk within an hour.
I came to being hollered at by the Sergeant Major out in front of the building. Somehow I wound up in a car with my then-wife. I became angry at her, so to show her who was boss, I jumped out of the car.... which was traveling at maybe 35mph.
Next thing I remember is trying to kick my way out of the back of a police car in handcuffs screaming "do you know who I AM YOU F***ers?!?!" At that point, I'm not sure who I thought I was.
I have snippets of memory being at the military police station, then somehow I'm back at the barracks in my former roommate's room. He's been charged with guarding my drunk ass. Well, I find this unacceptable and I am, by god, going home. So I jump out a 3rd story window and head to a phone booth to call my wife. She is understandably pissed off and won't come and get me. She eventually hangs up on my drunk a** telling me to go to sleep.
At that point, I begin beating the hell out of the phone booth in response. I kick out all the windows, smash the thing to pieces and then, for good measure, I pull up a street sign and throw it through the window of a nearby building.
Then another flash of me in the back of another police car, again in handcuffs, again trying to kick the windows out, screaming at the MPs that they're making a hufe f***ing mistake.
I woke up the next morning on the floor of my sergeant's house, where I'd been taken after being released. I suppose I 'lucked out' given that the whole reason I was so wasted was because every senior officer in the company had watched, encouraged and condoned my getting that way at an official event. Were it not for that, I'm pretty sure I'd have been busted down in ranks and / or dishonorably discharged.
That event was two DUI's, two divorces and innumerable terrible hangovers and unfortunate stupid events before I finally decided enough was enough.
You would think that for anyone with even half a brain.... that event alone would be more than enough to say "geeze, maybe I'm not really meant to be drinking alcohol...."
But, NOPE.
But here's one;
I was in the military and living overseas. I attended a formal dinner event with my unit The dinner included a ritual of sending folks to "The Grog" - a mixture of whatever ratty leftover alchohol, tabasco sauce, cough medicine and whatever else the senior officers dumped into a toilet bowl.
Because of my smart a** nature, as a young specialist, I kept purposely getting myself sent back to the Grog. Laying aside the obviously ridiculous fact that the military not only condoned but encouraged this - the upshot was I became blackout drunk within an hour.
I came to being hollered at by the Sergeant Major out in front of the building. Somehow I wound up in a car with my then-wife. I became angry at her, so to show her who was boss, I jumped out of the car.... which was traveling at maybe 35mph.
Next thing I remember is trying to kick my way out of the back of a police car in handcuffs screaming "do you know who I AM YOU F***ers?!?!" At that point, I'm not sure who I thought I was.
I have snippets of memory being at the military police station, then somehow I'm back at the barracks in my former roommate's room. He's been charged with guarding my drunk ass. Well, I find this unacceptable and I am, by god, going home. So I jump out a 3rd story window and head to a phone booth to call my wife. She is understandably pissed off and won't come and get me. She eventually hangs up on my drunk a** telling me to go to sleep.
At that point, I begin beating the hell out of the phone booth in response. I kick out all the windows, smash the thing to pieces and then, for good measure, I pull up a street sign and throw it through the window of a nearby building.
Then another flash of me in the back of another police car, again in handcuffs, again trying to kick the windows out, screaming at the MPs that they're making a hufe f***ing mistake.
I woke up the next morning on the floor of my sergeant's house, where I'd been taken after being released. I suppose I 'lucked out' given that the whole reason I was so wasted was because every senior officer in the company had watched, encouraged and condoned my getting that way at an official event. Were it not for that, I'm pretty sure I'd have been busted down in ranks and / or dishonorably discharged.
That event was two DUI's, two divorces and innumerable terrible hangovers and unfortunate stupid events before I finally decided enough was enough.
You would think that for anyone with even half a brain.... that event alone would be more than enough to say "geeze, maybe I'm not really meant to be drinking alcohol...."
But, NOPE.
I got hammered the night before my first day at my new job and had to go in with a secret hangover.
I told my fiancé that I didn't love him and to get out of my house (I didn't mean it, obviously!).
I got drunk at my mums birthday meal, threw up in the restaurant toilet and had to be taken home.
There's an hilarious (not) home video of me at my in laws on Xmas morning running to be sick every 5 minutes too.
Not to mention the irrational crying.
I told my fiancé that I didn't love him and to get out of my house (I didn't mean it, obviously!).
I got drunk at my mums birthday meal, threw up in the restaurant toilet and had to be taken home.
There's an hilarious (not) home video of me at my in laws on Xmas morning running to be sick every 5 minutes too.
Not to mention the irrational crying.
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I got hammered the night before my first day at my new job and had to go in with a secret hangover.
I did this too. We went out that day to a welcome lunch for me. I was sitting there wracked with anxiety amongst a group of strangers (my new team) trying not the throw up or have a panic attack.
I did this too. We went out that day to a welcome lunch for me. I was sitting there wracked with anxiety amongst a group of strangers (my new team) trying not the throw up or have a panic attack.
I got hammered the night before my first day at my new job and had to go in with a secret hangover.
I did this too. We went out that day to a welcome lunch for me. I was sitting there wracked with anxiety amongst a group of strangers (my new team) trying not the throw up or have a panic attack.
I did this too. We went out that day to a welcome lunch for me. I was sitting there wracked with anxiety amongst a group of strangers (my new team) trying not the throw up or have a panic attack.
I had to go and buy alker seltzer from my local shop to even attempt to function. I should've known then really! But I carried on every night nonetheless.
Many a time I've run to be sick at work too and hoped that nobody noticed. Shameful!
Many a time I've run to be sick at work too and hoped that nobody noticed. Shameful!
My stupid things mostly involve other people - winding up at strangers' houses for embarrassing all-night drinkathons, during which I would be talking non-stop, thinking I was impressing everybody and opening their minds, when actually I was a vulnerable, lost, angry and terrified girl with a habit of stumbling into dangerous situations. Just the thought of it makes my skin crawl, and it lasted so many years. Eventually I enforced a 'no drinking in public' rule - which basically meant I was giving myself permission to only drink when alone in the house. It's painful to think about how disordered that thought process is, but I'd be lying if I said I have left it behind. A large part of me marvels at the idea that most people find the idea of drinking alone disturbing. I still wonder how these people can be so okay with just being themselves and being alone. But I know I have to become one of them, and I am trying, and I have hope. This is Day 10.
I did so many awful things in my younger years. A lot of them I can't remember because there are years of my life I can't recall.
I do remember giving my boyfriend a black eye that lasted for two weeks, missing work because I was drunk, waking up in ditches, driving drunk....the usual stuff. Generally being an ******* but thinking I was cool.
Glad those days are over.
I do remember giving my boyfriend a black eye that lasted for two weeks, missing work because I was drunk, waking up in ditches, driving drunk....the usual stuff. Generally being an ******* but thinking I was cool.
Glad those days are over.
I got hammered the night before my first day at my new job and had to go in with a secret hangover.
I told my fiancé that I didn't love him and to get out of my house (I didn't mean it, obviously!).
I got drunk at my mums birthday meal, threw up in the restaurant toilet and had to be taken home.
There's an hilarious (not) home video of me at my in laws on Xmas morning running to be sick every 5 minutes too.
Not to mention the irrational crying.
I told my fiancé that I didn't love him and to get out of my house (I didn't mean it, obviously!).
I got drunk at my mums birthday meal, threw up in the restaurant toilet and had to be taken home.
There's an hilarious (not) home video of me at my in laws on Xmas morning running to be sick every 5 minutes too.
Not to mention the irrational crying.
Wow my first post here. Thanks everyone. My first day sober and these are oddly comforting to me I feel so much less alone. I want to add up all my overdraft fees, late fees etc for the past year. Not to beat myself up, I'm totally ok with the money being gone. I just have a morbid sense of humor.
I threw up in a parking lot last night. I know that's no big deal to most people, except it was the parking lot of my own frikin apartment complex! I keep thinking someone saw me. Not that it would really matter at this point. It's just *kinda* humiliating.
Lost my internship. The thing is, I still have my job that pays my bills, so that's good. But it has nothing to do with my college degree. I want to get my phd. So I applied forever to get this crappy low paying internship. And I was doing great! Then I got it in my head that since everyone loved all my funny stories, I could just do a shot of vodka before I went in. Or four. I needed that job for a recommendation to get into the program I want. Now I need to find another.
Ugh. And some other stuff. A bunch. Some stuff that really frightens me. Glad I am safe and sound.
I threw up in a parking lot last night. I know that's no big deal to most people, except it was the parking lot of my own frikin apartment complex! I keep thinking someone saw me. Not that it would really matter at this point. It's just *kinda* humiliating.
Lost my internship. The thing is, I still have my job that pays my bills, so that's good. But it has nothing to do with my college degree. I want to get my phd. So I applied forever to get this crappy low paying internship. And I was doing great! Then I got it in my head that since everyone loved all my funny stories, I could just do a shot of vodka before I went in. Or four. I needed that job for a recommendation to get into the program I want. Now I need to find another.
Ugh. And some other stuff. A bunch. Some stuff that really frightens me. Glad I am safe and sound.
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