Epic FAIL
Epic FAIL
Well, after pretty much coasting through 26 days and a very nice visit home to the parents for Easter, I stopped at the liquor store on the way back to my place and proceeded to kick off a multiple-day bender for which I am now paying the price -- again. I feel and look like hell, my apartment looks like a pigsty, and I'm just disgusted with myself. This hell of withdrawal is not something I'd wish on my worst enemy.
And this is my history, my pattern. I can go for days, weeks, even months with comparatively little effort, and then BAM -- go completely, utterly, absurdly off the rails.
I've been thinking about what I have learned from this. Coming home from a weekend out of town in the evenings is a definite trigger for me. I think it might be as simple as leaving earlier in the day so I'm not arriving home during "drinking hours" and when there's so little of the day left that I can justify just crashing and drinking on the sofa.
As horrible as I feel, it is a comfort knowing you guys are all here to come back to. I won't -- can't -- give up this fight. Thanks for being there.
And this is my history, my pattern. I can go for days, weeks, even months with comparatively little effort, and then BAM -- go completely, utterly, absurdly off the rails.
I've been thinking about what I have learned from this. Coming home from a weekend out of town in the evenings is a definite trigger for me. I think it might be as simple as leaving earlier in the day so I'm not arriving home during "drinking hours" and when there's so little of the day left that I can justify just crashing and drinking on the sofa.
As horrible as I feel, it is a comfort knowing you guys are all here to come back to. I won't -- can't -- give up this fight. Thanks for being there.
I almost don't even feel well enough to sit and type. I threw up on my living room floor this morning. I started yakking at the kitchen sink and then felt as though I literally could not stand any more. So I just sat on my sofa and puked directly on my carpeted living room floor. Keeping it classy!
Just so glad I found you all. It's a relief to unburden myself with other people who "get it."
I also feel bad that after basically cruising (only mild urges) through those 26 days, I failed the first time I had a "serious" urge. It seems that many of you struggle each and every day -- seems like I should be able to fight my way through one strong urge.
What you resist persist but what you let be will let you be....said by some smart Taoist master...not me.
Get some rest. It's over.
Is Fredericksburg on the Amtrak train route to Florida?
Thanks for taking a first step: signing up for the 24 hour thread! I'm signed up too, even at five months sober I still treat it one-day-at-a-time.
Thanks for taking a first step: signing up for the 24 hour thread! I'm signed up too, even at five months sober I still treat it one-day-at-a-time.
Thanks for your words of support. I hate struggling with this. I don't want to ruin my life or lose ANYTHING else to alcohol.
Thank you. You know what I told myself? That I would get two pints of vodka, and pour out half of one, reasoning that that would still leave me plenty to drink, but not enough so that there would be "leftovers" to consume in the morning. Yeah, THAT worked out well.
And this is my history, my pattern. I can go for days, weeks, even months with comparatively little effort, and then BAM -- go completely, utterly, absurdly off the rails.
I've been thinking about what I have learned from this. Coming home from a weekend out of town in the evenings is a definite trigger for me. I think it might be as simple as leaving earlier in the day so I'm not arriving home during "drinking hours" and when there's so little of the day left that I can justify just crashing and drinking on the sofa. .
I've been thinking about what I have learned from this. Coming home from a weekend out of town in the evenings is a definite trigger for me. I think it might be as simple as leaving earlier in the day so I'm not arriving home during "drinking hours" and when there's so little of the day left that I can justify just crashing and drinking on the sofa. .
Re: your second comment. I've changed my schedule. My occupation allows me to pretty much work my own hours, so I've become a serious night owl. Consequently, I tend to really hit my stride in the late evening, and that's the time when many people are relaxing and enjoying a few drinks. So I've been going to bed earlier, working earlier and by late evening I'm at home (I rarely drink at home) and usually too tired to think about going out drinking. So I think your plan in that regard is a good one, at least for the next few months.
I'll end with a quote I've memorized and often repeat to myself when I'm feeling weak and have urges:
"The price of discipline is always less than the pain of regret" - Robin Sharma
The price of fighting the urge is always less than the pain we feel after giving in to the urge to drink or use. So keep fighting the good fight.
Yes, a lot of us have this same history. I'm not sure how it is for you, but I'm having some trouble accepting the idea of never drinking again. I can also go for weeks, even a few months, and then bam, I end up in the midst of kick-ass bender. For binge drinkers I think it really comes down to finally accepting that we really can't control our drinking, even after long, dry periods and that we need to give up the alcohol for good.
And it sounds like we have drinking history in common. But consistent with the concept of alcoholism as progressive, my binges have been both more frequent and longer. I am so sick of going on a multiple-day bender and then facing the personal hell of withdrawing. I need to arrest this NOW. I am so sick of this cycle.
You know, I've often felt that the fact that I live alone, with no witnesses to my drunken foolishness, was a major contributing factor. That may just be excuse-making, but I'm pretty sure having an audience would at least help to deter me.
I often do one day of a time; I've had a lot of success when I just stop stressing over the quitting for good thing and promise myself that "today I won't drink". It's easier because I know I can make it through one day without drinking.
Travel and family are the two things I fear the most. I like to travel by train, and so I guess I've been through Fredericksburg a few times... but I hate flying and don't like driving (I live on a small island). As for "family," my last visit to Mother was the scene of my "last" drunk (before I entered detox).
I wish you all the best, and hope you understand that there is medical help available for withdrawal. I went to detox, and still attend local meetings daily.
Just keep posting here--you're doing great!
Oh, my wife and I got drunk alone together all the time. I don't know if it's better or worse that way.
Travel and family are the two things I fear the most. I like to travel by train, and so I guess I've been through Fredericksburg a few times... but I hate flying and don't like driving (I live on a small island). As for "family," my last visit to Mother was the scene of my "last" drunk (before I entered detox).
I wish you all the best, and hope you understand that there is medical help available for withdrawal. I went to detox, and still attend local meetings daily.
Just keep posting here--you're doing great!
Travel and family are the two things I fear the most. I like to travel by train, and so I guess I've been through Fredericksburg a few times... but I hate flying and don't like driving (I live on a small island). As for "family," my last visit to Mother was the scene of my "last" drunk (before I entered detox).
I wish you all the best, and hope you understand that there is medical help available for withdrawal. I went to detox, and still attend local meetings daily.
Just keep posting here--you're doing great!
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