I love my sober nights
I remember the excitement and planning
I made during the day waiting anxiously
for night time to come so I could head
out to my favorite club to listen to music,
drink and escape the day of motherhood
and being an unhappy wife.
The sounds, lights, people all together under
one roof enjoying drinking and flirting just
like I did. After consuming a good amount
of poison, I sadly have to rush home,
buzzing and nervous. Reaching a red light,
and the race was on. Another car and I side
by side. Even stopping on the side of the road
to see who I was racing.
Thinking of that behavior today scares the
hell out of me, especially in today world and
all the crime that is out there.
Today, I appreciate my sober nights and
absolutely love my bedtime. Im safe, secure,
content, happy, blessed, all in the comforts
of my bed and not out on those dark nights
and streets driving under the influence and
never knowing what dangers I place myself
in.
I made during the day waiting anxiously
for night time to come so I could head
out to my favorite club to listen to music,
drink and escape the day of motherhood
and being an unhappy wife.
The sounds, lights, people all together under
one roof enjoying drinking and flirting just
like I did. After consuming a good amount
of poison, I sadly have to rush home,
buzzing and nervous. Reaching a red light,
and the race was on. Another car and I side
by side. Even stopping on the side of the road
to see who I was racing.
Thinking of that behavior today scares the
hell out of me, especially in today world and
all the crime that is out there.
Today, I appreciate my sober nights and
absolutely love my bedtime. Im safe, secure,
content, happy, blessed, all in the comforts
of my bed and not out on those dark nights
and streets driving under the influence and
never knowing what dangers I place myself
in.
I know Ken, what was I thinking
When under the influence of alcohol I
felt like a different person. Then at night
I turned into the "lady of the night"
transforming myself from a mom and
wife to a lady letting my hair down
and letting loose. Enjoying myself and
others who drank like I did.
I was in my little Cavalier and could zoom
in and out of traffic like a race driver.
It was that little car that I ultimately ran
off the road hitting a concrete culvert sitting
on top the ground sending my azz to the
hospital via EMS, which I have no recall of
the ride and spending 10 day there with my
puncture spleen was removed so I wouldn't
bleed to death.
That was in Feb. 1990, then after healing quickly
with no alcohol during that time, August 1990 I
picked up a drink, ended up at the same club,
coming home late once again, then another argument
with spouse and ending with downing a handful
of pills with would be my last drinking of alcohol
to end my life.
Thank God that attempt didn't happened because
I wouldn't be here today to share this experience
with you.
That was 22yrs ago as I continue on my road
of recovery with many others just like me.
When under the influence of alcohol I
felt like a different person. Then at night
I turned into the "lady of the night"
transforming myself from a mom and
wife to a lady letting my hair down
and letting loose. Enjoying myself and
others who drank like I did.
I was in my little Cavalier and could zoom
in and out of traffic like a race driver.
It was that little car that I ultimately ran
off the road hitting a concrete culvert sitting
on top the ground sending my azz to the
hospital via EMS, which I have no recall of
the ride and spending 10 day there with my
puncture spleen was removed so I wouldn't
bleed to death.
That was in Feb. 1990, then after healing quickly
with no alcohol during that time, August 1990 I
picked up a drink, ended up at the same club,
coming home late once again, then another argument
with spouse and ending with downing a handful
of pills with would be my last drinking of alcohol
to end my life.
Thank God that attempt didn't happened because
I wouldn't be here today to share this experience
with you.
That was 22yrs ago as I continue on my road
of recovery with many others just like me.
Sharon. Seems like it was yesterday for you. Thanks for sharing that. I have my moments as well that are real and ever present. They give weight to my sober voice when my addictive voice acts up.
Again.... Glad you are here!
Again.... Glad you are here!
Yes, Weasel,
Nothing like it.
I've been hitting the hay
early, waking up early,
getting things done before work.
Honest, legitimate sleep works wonders.
And hangover/withdrawal free mornings,
well that's heaven.
Nothing like it.
I've been hitting the hay
early, waking up early,
getting things done before work.
Honest, legitimate sleep works wonders.
And hangover/withdrawal free mornings,
well that's heaven.
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