24 Hour Recovery Connections Part 212
Checking in for 24 hours. Fairly serene yesterday. Every now and then I am prone to feelings of resentment and bitterness. However, I know they are simply delusions of an ego. Importantly, all feelings will pass. As they did ! Today I'll be taking my daughter to her regatta. Mostly involves sitting under a tent with the other parents and cheering madly when her race is up
Congrats to the milestoners ! Keep the good times going !
Another 24 hours of patience, loving kindness and sobriety pls ! Its 8:22am here !
Congrats to the milestoners ! Keep the good times going !
Another 24 hours of patience, loving kindness and sobriety pls ! Its 8:22am here !
Hi all I am here... long day yesterday..
3 different Doctor appointments.. but all turned out well..
they are looking into why my left leg is failing me.. sometimes its ok
no to little pain and then other times can not stand on my own..
Kids and Beans getting old is not fun at all..
so Iam in for another 24.. and on to the weekend Beep Beep did I just hear the bus... pack that lunch and get my pillow and fuzzy blanket.. Iam in go team go..
3 different Doctor appointments.. but all turned out well..
they are looking into why my left leg is failing me.. sometimes its ok
no to little pain and then other times can not stand on my own..
Kids and Beans getting old is not fun at all..
so Iam in for another 24.. and on to the weekend Beep Beep did I just hear the bus... pack that lunch and get my pillow and fuzzy blanket.. Iam in go team go..
Hi,
I'm here to check in for the next 24 hours. It's been raining here at home, nothing out of the ordinary where we live. I came home to " Storm of the Century" in the news . Hope everyone is safe out there.
Bobbi
I'm here to check in for the next 24 hours. It's been raining here at home, nothing out of the ordinary where we live. I came home to " Storm of the Century" in the news . Hope everyone is safe out there.
Bobbi
I'd love 24 more hours please... so excited it's the weekend!!im tired this week.
Off for some ME time at the hairdressers so I'll take my iPad and get some reading done... I usually don't like getting my hair done as it takes so long and I feel as though I'm wasting time... going to fully embrace it today!!!
I'll be studying for the rest of the weekend which is less fun lol
Hope everyone is doing well-
Sending love xxx
Off for some ME time at the hairdressers so I'll take my iPad and get some reading done... I usually don't like getting my hair done as it takes so long and I feel as though I'm wasting time... going to fully embrace it today!!!
I'll be studying for the rest of the weekend which is less fun lol
Hope everyone is doing well-
Sending love xxx
Hi everyone, I'll take another 24 if I may..
A quick explanation for my absence these last few months...
Long story but those of you who remember me may be familiar with the story of my sobriety / relapse loop that I got stuck in.
In March 2016 I underwent a second medicated detox at home. Bad move really as 'home' has been a pub which my long suffering partner and I ran together, we lived above the pub.
I'd been caught drinking by my partner after a period of abstinence and this was to be my final, final, ultimate last chance, again...
What no one knew at the time was that I'd managed to acquire myself a pretty substantial cocaine habit too, between quarter and half an ounce a week which I financed by taking money from our business without my partner knowing.
My behaviour became steadily worse and although I got sober, I carried on taking the cocaine and predictably relapsed into drinking around July. Again I managed to keep that a secret too, topping up with coke when I got to feeling too drunk, then drinking to sleep.
It got to the point where I'd be awake all night and stay in bed until 3 in the afternoon or until my next delivery came if I'd run out.
I wasn't interested in anything, stopped driving, couldn't interact with anyone and was so anxious and paranoid I thought I'd lost my mind. As did my family and friends as no one knew the truth.
I was desperate to tell someone but daren't for fear of the consequences.
In November, my partner finally had enough. She went to pick the kids up from school and just didn't come home.
I barricaded myself in the pub, hoping somehow I'd get away with everything and she'd come back after a few days, but then my brother told her about the cocaine and things just went crazy.
I stayed in that place for a week and virtually drank it dry.
During that week I somehow managed to go cold turkey on the coke and just drunk myself to oblivion. I left after the police became involved and was fortunate enough to be able to come to our house which we've always rented out as the last tenant had just left.
I came with literally one suitcase, my guitars and our two dogs. Carried on drinking but no drugs, my stepfather gave me some money in sympathy which didn't take me long to drink.
On the 28th of December I had a breakdown, literally. I hadn't seen my children in over a month, had no money and no hope.. I collapsed on the pavement when I was going to the shop to buy vodka, and kneeling on the floor crying my eyes out in sheer despair, something clicked in my brain.
So I did what they always say you mustn't and instead of going to the shop I went home and rode the storm, cold turkey detox from alcohol when I'd been drinking 100 plus units per day. Luckily I made it through when by rights it should have killed me..
So here I am now, there's more to tell but I've tried to post this three times and fallen asleep each time.
I plan to start a blog or journal soon and this will be a part of it, but for now I'd like to wish everyone sweet sober dreams and best wishes
Peace all
NGB
A quick explanation for my absence these last few months...
Long story but those of you who remember me may be familiar with the story of my sobriety / relapse loop that I got stuck in.
In March 2016 I underwent a second medicated detox at home. Bad move really as 'home' has been a pub which my long suffering partner and I ran together, we lived above the pub.
I'd been caught drinking by my partner after a period of abstinence and this was to be my final, final, ultimate last chance, again...
What no one knew at the time was that I'd managed to acquire myself a pretty substantial cocaine habit too, between quarter and half an ounce a week which I financed by taking money from our business without my partner knowing.
My behaviour became steadily worse and although I got sober, I carried on taking the cocaine and predictably relapsed into drinking around July. Again I managed to keep that a secret too, topping up with coke when I got to feeling too drunk, then drinking to sleep.
It got to the point where I'd be awake all night and stay in bed until 3 in the afternoon or until my next delivery came if I'd run out.
I wasn't interested in anything, stopped driving, couldn't interact with anyone and was so anxious and paranoid I thought I'd lost my mind. As did my family and friends as no one knew the truth.
I was desperate to tell someone but daren't for fear of the consequences.
In November, my partner finally had enough. She went to pick the kids up from school and just didn't come home.
I barricaded myself in the pub, hoping somehow I'd get away with everything and she'd come back after a few days, but then my brother told her about the cocaine and things just went crazy.
I stayed in that place for a week and virtually drank it dry.
During that week I somehow managed to go cold turkey on the coke and just drunk myself to oblivion. I left after the police became involved and was fortunate enough to be able to come to our house which we've always rented out as the last tenant had just left.
I came with literally one suitcase, my guitars and our two dogs. Carried on drinking but no drugs, my stepfather gave me some money in sympathy which didn't take me long to drink.
On the 28th of December I had a breakdown, literally. I hadn't seen my children in over a month, had no money and no hope.. I collapsed on the pavement when I was going to the shop to buy vodka, and kneeling on the floor crying my eyes out in sheer despair, something clicked in my brain.
So I did what they always say you mustn't and instead of going to the shop I went home and rode the storm, cold turkey detox from alcohol when I'd been drinking 100 plus units per day. Luckily I made it through when by rights it should have killed me..
So here I am now, there's more to tell but I've tried to post this three times and fallen asleep each time.
I plan to start a blog or journal soon and this will be a part of it, but for now I'd like to wish everyone sweet sober dreams and best wishes
Peace all
NGB
NGB- detox in isolation is unsafe. Physically- obvious. Emotionally because of isolation and all the bad stuff in your head. You need to see a doctor and get professional day to day support.
Take care, keep posting. Only you can change you. We can help.
Take care, keep posting. Only you can change you. We can help.
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