Things I Believed About Me When I Was Still Drinking
 

I was listening to a podcast today, and the podcaster said something I found very exciting. She said, "The biggest mistake most of us make is believing the things we think about ourselves."

That got my wheels turning, and I started to think about the things I believed about myself when I was still actively drinking. Things I have since realized were completely wrong.

Thought I'd throw a little list together and then also put it out on the boards to see what others might add.

• I believed I needed alcohol to sleep.
• I believed I was never going to be able to stay sober.
• I believed I would drink myself to death.
• I believed I drank because I was mentally weak.
• I believed I didn't deserve to be happy.

That's enough out of me. What did you believe that turned out to not be true?

Oh goodness, this is a long list. I shall shorten it for the sake of just because. HA!

I believed everyone liked me
I believed everyone wanted me sexually
I believed I was invincible
I believed I was a great dancer- SOOOOO not the case ;)
I believed I was the life of the party- that everyone wanted me there. Ha, nope.
I believed I was good at whatever I did, softball, pool, driving, etc...
I believed I was promiscuous by fault
I believed I was incapable of love giving and receiving
I believed I was a horrible mother
I believed I would be my mother (now that I am sober, I am nothing like her)

I hate alcohol, evil evil.

Booze made me wittier, prettier and tittier.

HA!

I believed I was only hurting myself

I believed i could drink and function properly
I believed i could drink and stay healthy
I believed i could control my drinking

I believed I'd never get to a point where I could lose it all and just wanted it to end. Alas here we are.

OH, I also believed I didn't have a problem

Oh, man, that was me! :grouphug:

I believed I couldn't cope.

I believed that alcohol was helping me more than it was hurting me.

I believed 150% that no matter what, my family would always be there for me.
Every family has it's breaking point.

I enjoyed reading your story, Phoenix. I hope you are doing well.

I believed I was utterly charming & hilarious.
That no one knew I had alcohol in my system at all times.
That I could talk my way out of anything.

I just believed in crap!
I know that because I'm a disaster zone right now
Give me a drink I believe im ok
It's the poison that pursues B.S.!
On the positive
I'm just knowing my quarry Seeing and feeling the devastation but I'm off the grog!!

Good Thread!

I vividly recall my first good sober belly laugh. Thought those would be lost for good!

That life would improve only if I were dead.

I was drinking at someone, as Dee puts it.
I believed if I tortured myself enough, she'd come back.

I believed it was the only way to be me.

Back at you -Offtm. little peace of mind - even by doing breathing stuff dozens of times a day- helps.

I believed that I deserved to be punished, that I was truly a horrible person. I believed that God had forsaken me. I believed I could never stop drinking. I was wrong.