16yrs. Sober...my Story
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16yrs. Sober...my Story
Hi im Sharon and Im an Alcoholic.
This is my story.
I went to a local club Feb 1990 and upon returning home less than a mile from my home i ran off the road hitting a concrete culvert sitting on top the ground. The EMS was called around 2 AM in which i dont recall the ride to the hosital where i stayed for 10 day with them removing my punctured spleen are i would have bled to death.
A few months home healing quite well with the help of pain pills and no alcohol. As soon as the pills had no more pain to heal i picked up a drink.
It is now Aug90 and ive returned to the same club drinking and carrying on. This time i returned home late to a horrible arguement which then led to a dare that i kept. My spouse ordered me to go to sleep after i told him that i should just end my life and then everyone would be happy. He thought i was bluffing and left the room. I then quietly said to myself...."i'll show u." With a hand full of pain pills from the closet, i drank them down with a big gulp of wine and off to bed i went with hopes i wouldnt wake up the next day.
The next morning was to be my 2 little ones last day at vacation bible school. They tried to wake me with no luck. Then i heard a faint ringing of the phone next to my bed. This allowed me to pick it up and with slurred voice answered it. To this day i believe it was my HP calling me to get up because He wasnt thru with me yet.
And so the voice turned out to be my mother-in-law who was screaming at me to get up and move around. I was scared enough that i staggered to the bathroom to induce vomiting and get those pills out of my system.
Why did I do that? hmmmm....some little Voice in the back of my head was guiding me.
The next thing i remembered was my spouse trying to haul me to the car to take me to the hospital to get my stomach pumped. I fought tooth and nail to keep him away from me because i didnt need to go since i had already thru up most of that crap in my system.
Anyway...i was too strong for him and he needed help.
Before i knew it the police had come to take me away. Hmmmm where????
They had gotten a court order to take me to the "crazy ward" because i was unstable so they thought and i may try to harm myself again....I dont think so.... hmmmm
So i left quietly following th officers and passing both my husband and father-in law out the back door. I looked at both of them with daggers in my eyes and with soooooo much hatred inside me...like how could u do this to me.....little me...who wouldnt harm a single hair on ur head. hmmmm
I was led to the back of a handless police car where i sat inside behind a screened whatever u call it...it was to protect me from them or them from me????? I felt soooooo ashamed...so humiliated.....sooo hurt.....I was pissed....
That first night was spent in the hospital for the mentally ill. The sockets were filled in with plaster....wire fences on the windows in case i wanted to escape....all my stuff was taken from me like hair dryer, cologne , makeup...all my comfy things to make me look pretty. Now why would they take away my cologne???? Im not gonna drink that...YUK...
I later learned that people did drink cologne, rubbing alcohol, lighter fluid....oh yuk.....I had no idea. anyway...the next day i went thru a whole bunch of test to see if i was sane or not....i passed everything with flying colors and really felt sorry for all those other people shuffling across the floor. Now that was eiry.
After they diagniosed me as someone with a drinking problem i was sent up stairs to the Silkworth Hopsital for 2 weeks. Well 2 weeks flew and i was told i wasnt going to make it outside the door sober one day and offered to send me to a halfway house. Hmmmm right...panic city snuck in....i was already away from my little ones long enough and i didnt want to be shipped out of state to a halfway house away from my family any longer.
So a deal was made to where i could stay in treatment there for the entire 28 days followed by a 6 week intensive aftercare program.
I did it accordingly and was home with my family before i knew it.
What happened to me after all that.....well with the tools of recovery placed in my hands, suggestions filled my head, i was sent off with willingness and desire to stay sober know matter what.
I knew what i had to do and i did it no matter what....no matter how hard it got......I went to meeting after meetings and watched others, listen to others as i spoke not a word. I absorbed what i could comprehend at the time and kept doing what others had been doing before me for many years.
I wanted what they had more than anything.....it hasnt come to me quickly but it is coming to me....the promises as stated in the Big Book. They will materalize if u work for them.
Faith without works is dead. I have faith because of the way i was raised....i may not practice my religion like im suppose to, but i do have faith in Something or Someone More Powerful than I. I rely on that Power and you people and my recovery program to keep me sober one day at a time.
For that and you, Im TRUELY GRATEFUL TO BE SOBER TODAY 16 YRS LATER.
Thanks for letting me share.
This is my story.
I went to a local club Feb 1990 and upon returning home less than a mile from my home i ran off the road hitting a concrete culvert sitting on top the ground. The EMS was called around 2 AM in which i dont recall the ride to the hosital where i stayed for 10 day with them removing my punctured spleen are i would have bled to death.
A few months home healing quite well with the help of pain pills and no alcohol. As soon as the pills had no more pain to heal i picked up a drink.
It is now Aug90 and ive returned to the same club drinking and carrying on. This time i returned home late to a horrible arguement which then led to a dare that i kept. My spouse ordered me to go to sleep after i told him that i should just end my life and then everyone would be happy. He thought i was bluffing and left the room. I then quietly said to myself...."i'll show u." With a hand full of pain pills from the closet, i drank them down with a big gulp of wine and off to bed i went with hopes i wouldnt wake up the next day.
The next morning was to be my 2 little ones last day at vacation bible school. They tried to wake me with no luck. Then i heard a faint ringing of the phone next to my bed. This allowed me to pick it up and with slurred voice answered it. To this day i believe it was my HP calling me to get up because He wasnt thru with me yet.
And so the voice turned out to be my mother-in-law who was screaming at me to get up and move around. I was scared enough that i staggered to the bathroom to induce vomiting and get those pills out of my system.
Why did I do that? hmmmm....some little Voice in the back of my head was guiding me.
The next thing i remembered was my spouse trying to haul me to the car to take me to the hospital to get my stomach pumped. I fought tooth and nail to keep him away from me because i didnt need to go since i had already thru up most of that crap in my system.
Anyway...i was too strong for him and he needed help.
Before i knew it the police had come to take me away. Hmmmm where????
They had gotten a court order to take me to the "crazy ward" because i was unstable so they thought and i may try to harm myself again....I dont think so.... hmmmm
So i left quietly following th officers and passing both my husband and father-in law out the back door. I looked at both of them with daggers in my eyes and with soooooo much hatred inside me...like how could u do this to me.....little me...who wouldnt harm a single hair on ur head. hmmmm
I was led to the back of a handless police car where i sat inside behind a screened whatever u call it...it was to protect me from them or them from me????? I felt soooooo ashamed...so humiliated.....sooo hurt.....I was pissed....
That first night was spent in the hospital for the mentally ill. The sockets were filled in with plaster....wire fences on the windows in case i wanted to escape....all my stuff was taken from me like hair dryer, cologne , makeup...all my comfy things to make me look pretty. Now why would they take away my cologne???? Im not gonna drink that...YUK...
I later learned that people did drink cologne, rubbing alcohol, lighter fluid....oh yuk.....I had no idea. anyway...the next day i went thru a whole bunch of test to see if i was sane or not....i passed everything with flying colors and really felt sorry for all those other people shuffling across the floor. Now that was eiry.
After they diagniosed me as someone with a drinking problem i was sent up stairs to the Silkworth Hopsital for 2 weeks. Well 2 weeks flew and i was told i wasnt going to make it outside the door sober one day and offered to send me to a halfway house. Hmmmm right...panic city snuck in....i was already away from my little ones long enough and i didnt want to be shipped out of state to a halfway house away from my family any longer.
So a deal was made to where i could stay in treatment there for the entire 28 days followed by a 6 week intensive aftercare program.
I did it accordingly and was home with my family before i knew it.
What happened to me after all that.....well with the tools of recovery placed in my hands, suggestions filled my head, i was sent off with willingness and desire to stay sober know matter what.
I knew what i had to do and i did it no matter what....no matter how hard it got......I went to meeting after meetings and watched others, listen to others as i spoke not a word. I absorbed what i could comprehend at the time and kept doing what others had been doing before me for many years.
I wanted what they had more than anything.....it hasnt come to me quickly but it is coming to me....the promises as stated in the Big Book. They will materalize if u work for them.
Faith without works is dead. I have faith because of the way i was raised....i may not practice my religion like im suppose to, but i do have faith in Something or Someone More Powerful than I. I rely on that Power and you people and my recovery program to keep me sober one day at a time.
For that and you, Im TRUELY GRATEFUL TO BE SOBER TODAY 16 YRS LATER.
Thanks for letting me share.
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Thanks, aasharon90 for sharing that, you have supported me this week and I can see that you have done this because of the strength you have earnt and learnt over many years.
You are a success story thats keeps us newbe's coming back and, in saying that, I don't underestimate the continuing struggle you have to make in your own life.
You are a success story thats keeps us newbe's coming back and, in saying that, I don't underestimate the continuing struggle you have to make in your own life.
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