Throwing up bile.
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I don't want to. But this is such a big step and I don't know that I'm ready to take it, I have so much fun when I'm "fun". But when I'm awake. When I know what's happening to me, I'm not sure it's so fun. This may sound strange, but it just came into my head. I want to get off the ride, but the ride is going so fast and it's so much fun.
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Yeah I can understand and remember being at that point myself. As times goes on though, you realise that it just isn't worth the after-effects. You've made the first step - signing in here - keep reading and posting
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We are all here for you pal - hang in there, yeah?
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This is F**ked. I'm totally wasted right now. I know what I'm doing to me is bad, but I can't stop. I just want more of the thing that is hurting me. How can I say no when what I want so bad is doing all the pain?
Throwing up in the morning is a pretty regular thing for alcoholics. If all you have in your stomach is bile that's what you'll throw up.
It becomes problematic because it becomes very difficult to keep booze down. If you keep on this path, you'll learn what projectile vomiting is.
It becomes problematic because it becomes very difficult to keep booze down. If you keep on this path, you'll learn what projectile vomiting is.
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A good start would be to drink as much water as poss before you go to sleep
Alcohol is only a temporary solace my friend.
It becomes a double edge sword that takes more than it gives you.
Do whatever you can to stop the madness. Get help if you can and want to.
I know cause I was in the same boat you're in now. Days begin to run into each other and there doesn't seem to be a way out.
Today is 200 days since I've had a drink. You can do that as well.
You are here chatting with us,that's a start.
It becomes a double edge sword that takes more than it gives you.
Do whatever you can to stop the madness. Get help if you can and want to.
I know cause I was in the same boat you're in now. Days begin to run into each other and there doesn't seem to be a way out.
Today is 200 days since I've had a drink. You can do that as well.
You are here chatting with us,that's a start.
Hope you get some decent sleep and check in here tomorrow to let us know how you are.
When I was drinking heavily, I would wake up in the morning and have the dry heaves. Sometimes it was just for a minute or two. Sometimes it would continue until I threw up. Bile or food. Or my morning coffee. In my case, it was stress related. I was never so stressed as I was the morning after heavy alcohol consumption. Between the guilt, the hangover, my interrupted sleep and my messed up blood sugar levels, my morning stress levels were horrible. So, what did I do to deal with the stress? I drank. And so continued the cycle. Day after day.
In the 5 1/2 months since my last drink, I have not thrown up once. Not once.
For me, that is reason enough (among the 429 other reasons) not to drink again.
Good luck, Sydney1988.
In the 5 1/2 months since my last drink, I have not thrown up once. Not once.
For me, that is reason enough (among the 429 other reasons) not to drink again.
Good luck, Sydney1988.
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