Drunkardson

Six. Only alcoholics count the days. That's how you can spot one. I can rationalize my way through the spigot of an IPA tap but nothing makes me more sure that it's all just my clever addiction than when I'm proud of that sixth finger, just one day closer to a dry week.

I needed it. Two days in atlantic city for a bachelor part. Two days of drowning, cocaine, and hair of a dead dog. I felt so dry, like I had a sponge in my gut begging for water that I'd been starving, petrifying it into a jagged little urchin that poked me if I moved the wrong way.

I drank every day for three weeks before that. A six pack after a hard days work. Half pints of E+J in a diet coke bottle so my girlfriend might not notice. Drinks with friends that almost don't count because I wasn't alone. Meetings at work under that fog blanket, mind in half time, and anxious, too. You all know what I mean.

Six ain't much but you can't deny it's better than five. Damn sure better than zero. I'm still exhausted, but sober sleep feels like medicine when you're drying out.

I'm telling myself to take a month off. See if you can do it, kid. You quit smoking cigarettes, right? Should be a breeze. Yeah. My last 'month' turned out to be two days.

God I need to stop.

Wish me luck,

Drunkardson

Malachi

Good luck!!! And congratulations on six days!!!

ImperfectlyMe

I'm wishing you luck! Well written congrats on 6

Acheleus

Good luck! You can do it!

Nuudawn

Although I was a drunk, I don't count my days of sobriety. I am vaguely aware of the time span and I do know that the third is a monthly reminder. I should've counted off the days of my drunkeness, since that's when I was in prison ; )

jaynie04

I just got tired of it all. It was exhausting. I have recalled things recently that I had conveniently forgotten. Signposts that I missed that I did not drink like other people.

I probably could have eked another year or two out before it really started hitting the fan, but I was so miserable. Somehow I managed to have enough of a blip of sanity to realize I wouldn't treat an enemy the way I was treating myself.

I'm 48, I don't want the second half of my life to be a slow death. There is something empowering about doing the right thing for a change.

Sobersunshine

Congratulations! I counted the days, then the months, then a year, now I'm counting a year and the days. It reminds me of how far I've come one day at a time.

GotGrace

Way to go, Drunkardson! Stay strong, and keep writing. You are an outstanding writer!

rowd44

47 days today

DoubleBarrel

That's a beautifully written post. Keep at it. Six days turns to thirty, then ninety, then before you know it, you have a year.

least

I hope we can help you stop drinking for good this time.

DarkDays

Love counting days can't help myself had app on iPhone since day 1 today's it's on day 610 , look At it every day in wonderment !

You can do this, good luck.

Mentium

Good luck to you. I am counting because with each day the urge to drink reduces further. When the urge is minimal I plan to stop counting. Its a bit OCD for me personally!

FBL

I found that it's not counting the sober days so much (although I did that A LOT the first year), it's the new found freedom those sober days can give you.

Hang in there, once the fog starts to lift, it can and does get better.