My friend died
My friend died
My friend suffocated in her sleep while intoxicated last Friday. She struggled with alcoholism for the last 5 or so years. She left behind small children. I can hardly believe that was her intention ya know? What exactly can you say or do for her family who are going to suffer this great loss for the rest of their lives? I think I need to find a thread where I can fully vent my anger and sadness. I am just so grateful this wasn't me or you. I hope you all know that this could happen to any one of us that passes out drunk. Alcoholism is like suicide. I feel so mad; not sad like if she had been in an accident or something. It's like she chose to die. I just feel sick.
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Sorry to hear this happened to your friend, but it's good your brother is still hanging in there.
It's a risk any wet alcoholic takes when they go to sleep drunk. Each time is a near death experience, but hardly any comprehend that.
My grandsponsor woke up next to his dead friend who died the way yours did in the early 50's and fell in with some AAs that took care of him that day. They got him some clothes and a little job washing dishes. The previous year he had the largest psychiatric practice in Chicago specializing in the treatment of alcoholics.
He never drank again and one of the countless men he helped, helped me.
May your friend rest in peace.
It's a risk any wet alcoholic takes when they go to sleep drunk. Each time is a near death experience, but hardly any comprehend that.
My grandsponsor woke up next to his dead friend who died the way yours did in the early 50's and fell in with some AAs that took care of him that day. They got him some clothes and a little job washing dishes. The previous year he had the largest psychiatric practice in Chicago specializing in the treatment of alcoholics.
He never drank again and one of the countless men he helped, helped me.
May your friend rest in peace.
I am so very sorry to hear of your loss. Tragic, and my heart goes out to you. I wish I had words to make it better, but I don't.
I lost my twin brother 9 months ago to alcoholism. He had multiple seizures, had lost everything. I still feel as if half of me is missing. But I can honor his memory by being the best person I can be. To be a value add to those around me, and cherish his memory.
Again, hugs to you. I will hold you up in my prayers today.
I lost my twin brother 9 months ago to alcoholism. He had multiple seizures, had lost everything. I still feel as if half of me is missing. But I can honor his memory by being the best person I can be. To be a value add to those around me, and cherish his memory.
Again, hugs to you. I will hold you up in my prayers today.
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Day 5
Well, didn't sleep last night either! Sooner or later it will happen. Fortunately no AL in the house, so not an issue -- cause I think it would've been.
I can hardly believe this, but it's 5:45 and I'm walking four miles to the computer store for a 7:30 am class. This would be the same person who was in bed til 1pm on Sunday, shaking like a leaf. Anyway, a good eight-mile round-tripper's a good way to start the day!
If some work arrives in my email, I can just stop anywhere and do it on the way home. And I'm saving on gas (and on two-buck Chuck). If I keep this up, I can thwart the process server next time -- she came at 8 am on a Sat., a smarmy little grease ball lurking outside my door. In a locked, supposedly secure building. Yuck, what a horrible way to make a living that would be.
I can hardly believe this, but it's 5:45 and I'm walking four miles to the computer store for a 7:30 am class. This would be the same person who was in bed til 1pm on Sunday, shaking like a leaf. Anyway, a good eight-mile round-tripper's a good way to start the day!
If some work arrives in my email, I can just stop anywhere and do it on the way home. And I'm saving on gas (and on two-buck Chuck). If I keep this up, I can thwart the process server next time -- she came at 8 am on a Sat., a smarmy little grease ball lurking outside my door. In a locked, supposedly secure building. Yuck, what a horrible way to make a living that would be.
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