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Thank you so much everyone. You help me more than you know.
Just found out that the guys thought it would be a laugh to play with a BB gun while they were drinking last night. Not even sure what that is but a few of them have shot marks on their bodies, one of them has a mark on his cheek which he had covered. How one of them wasn't blinded is a miracle.
I will just take this a day at a time as you say. Look to widen my circle of friends and learn from this.
I didn't drink. I'm free to make my choices. My life is just beginning.
I would be lost without SR. You're all so important to me. Have a restful Sunday everyone xxx
Just found out that the guys thought it would be a laugh to play with a BB gun while they were drinking last night. Not even sure what that is but a few of them have shot marks on their bodies, one of them has a mark on his cheek which he had covered. How one of them wasn't blinded is a miracle.
I will just take this a day at a time as you say. Look to widen my circle of friends and learn from this.
I didn't drink. I'm free to make my choices. My life is just beginning.
I would be lost without SR. You're all so important to me. Have a restful Sunday everyone xxx
Hi guys, thank you so much for your wonderful support.
Yes, I did it. Think I spent so much of the evening on the edge of my seat in a sort of red alert status, that there was no way I would have caved.
I don't feel elated though this morning, just kind of sad that I know how much my life will need to change. I was just like an observer last night. I couldnt relax or participate. Everyone was drunk and the longer the evening went on, the louder and more incoherent they became, and the less I felt comfortable. That was how I was just a few weeks ago. The realisation of how far I have moved away from that really hit me.
I don't belong here any more.
Trouble is, I'm not sure where I do fit in.
Don't be mad at my husband Hollyanne. He is an alcoholic and a good man. He has no idea of my struggles last night and I worry about him, and hope he will soon face his demons. The texts I had last night certainly suggested they too were blissfully drunk and happy.
I don't want this life any more. Waking up in a strange bed on a Sunday morning wishing I was at home, but knowing home at the moment isn't mine cos it's full of hungover guys.
The whole event has left me really unsettled.
Where do I belong now? It certainly isn't in the life I have now.
Sorry for rambling guys. The whole point of the message was to let you know that thanks to you I didn't drink. Onwards and upwards xxxx
Yes, I did it. Think I spent so much of the evening on the edge of my seat in a sort of red alert status, that there was no way I would have caved.
I don't feel elated though this morning, just kind of sad that I know how much my life will need to change. I was just like an observer last night. I couldnt relax or participate. Everyone was drunk and the longer the evening went on, the louder and more incoherent they became, and the less I felt comfortable. That was how I was just a few weeks ago. The realisation of how far I have moved away from that really hit me.
I don't belong here any more.
Trouble is, I'm not sure where I do fit in.
Don't be mad at my husband Hollyanne. He is an alcoholic and a good man. He has no idea of my struggles last night and I worry about him, and hope he will soon face his demons. The texts I had last night certainly suggested they too were blissfully drunk and happy.
I don't want this life any more. Waking up in a strange bed on a Sunday morning wishing I was at home, but knowing home at the moment isn't mine cos it's full of hungover guys.
The whole event has left me really unsettled.
Where do I belong now? It certainly isn't in the life I have now.
Sorry for rambling guys. The whole point of the message was to let you know that thanks to you I didn't drink. Onwards and upwards xxxx
I agree with many what many others have said. First of all, congratulations! That is never easy. I did it once when my wife and I had a HUGE Christmas party once and I drank club soda and cranberry juice all night long. I felt deceptive because I didn't tell anyone I wasn't drinking, but I didn't feel the need to say a damn thing. One of my wife's friends asked to taste my drink but I said I had a cold. =) I had all of my bases covered. It was extraordinary to see how plastered everyone got and all of the different phases everyone went through that night. From quiet to happy to loud to louder to raucous to some women getting upset with their husbands to vice versa, and then the inevitable crash. My wife barely drinks and she knew what I was up to and it was amazing when everyone left cleaning up (my wife will never let us go to sleep with even on bottle not in the trash) and feeling amazing at 3 am. I woke up the next day and we got so many call with how fun the party was but so many people sounded terrible and more than a couple missed work on that Monday (and the party was on SATURDAY). I think it is perfectly normal to mourn the loss of the seemingly fun times because that is what we would like to remember. But some of those men and women that were at the respective houses where you were last night feel absolutely terrible today and just think how many of them have regrets, like perhaps the guy with the BB mark on his face...how frightening could that outcome have been and these are grown men? It is also normal to not want "that life anymore" and to worry about where it will go....I think start with yourself, feel the collective hug from all of us at SR, and that life will sort itself out just fine. For now you have a HUGE bank of strength to draw upon because if anyone was going to relapse that would have been the perfect time....but you DIDN'T. And THAT, Jeni, is AMAZING!!!!
Big hugs,
lee
Big hugs,
lee
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