If this weekend was like others - Weekenders 03 - 06 December 2021
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If this weekend was like others - Weekenders 03 - 06 December 2021
If this weekend was like others - Weekenders 03 - 06 December 2021
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If this is your first weekend sober, or one of many, come join us for support and chat...as we know the weekends can be a struggle sometimes. (We’re here all week too!)
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Weekends Past
If this weekend was like others
I’d not know much of it,
I’d be blotto, comatose
And mostly, degenerate.
~~~
If this weekend was like others
Amidst the empty bottles,
An itch that can’t be scratched,
Then one more drink as I crash horizontal.
~~~
If this weekend was like others
There’d be regrets and memory loss,
Broken promises of ‘this is the last’
Whilst amid much crapulousness
~~~
If this weekend was like others
But wait! I broke the mould,
I refused my ache for alcohol
How will my sober life unfold?
~~~
Many sober weekends (and weekdays) on,
Eight years passed, I see
Since I chose the sober path,
Regrets? Not one, I say happily.
~~~
A poem by Mags
We also share bits and pieces of our lives and the things that are important to us, or make us laugh..anything that makes the journey a little easier.
I will be here along with many others, all of us ex drunks and alcoholics. We are your scouts and can tell you what is on the trail ahead so you can be ready for any obstacles. I can tell you to come on! It is rocky and slippery but if you focus on where you place each step, you will have no trouble getting to where I am on the trail.
All of us can tell you where the potholes are, bumps in the road, and the slippery places, but we can't walk your path for you. We can only take joy as you succeed, and cheer, one and all!
to the WeekendersIf this is your first weekend sober, or one of many, come join us for support and chat...as we know the weekends can be a struggle sometimes. (We’re here all week too!)
===
Weekends Past
If this weekend was like others
I’d not know much of it,
I’d be blotto, comatose
And mostly, degenerate.
~~~
If this weekend was like others
Amidst the empty bottles,
An itch that can’t be scratched,
Then one more drink as I crash horizontal.
~~~
If this weekend was like others
There’d be regrets and memory loss,
Broken promises of ‘this is the last’
Whilst amid much crapulousness
~~~
If this weekend was like others
But wait! I broke the mould,
I refused my ache for alcohol
How will my sober life unfold?
~~~
Many sober weekends (and weekdays) on,
Eight years passed, I see
Since I chose the sober path,
Regrets? Not one, I say happily.
~~~
A poem by Mags
We also share bits and pieces of our lives and the things that are important to us, or make us laugh..anything that makes the journey a little easier.
I will be here along with many others, all of us ex drunks and alcoholics. We are your scouts and can tell you what is on the trail ahead so you can be ready for any obstacles. I can tell you to come on! It is rocky and slippery but if you focus on where you place each step, you will have no trouble getting to where I am on the trail.
All of us can tell you where the potholes are, bumps in the road, and the slippery places, but we can't walk your path for you. We can only take joy as you succeed, and cheer, one and all!
You always write such lovely prose for us! 
💗☮
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End of Day 19, pretty busy day at work.
Got an email that my initial interview with another company did not go thru. Normally I would have got few beers to get thru this, but today I took that there's a better job awaiting. Stay strong, folks.
Good night from Seattle.
Got an email that my initial interview with another company did not go thru. Normally I would have got few beers to get thru this, but today I took that there's a better job awaiting. Stay strong, folks.
Good night from Seattle.
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This is my first sober weekend. Last weekend was pretty rough and I had to be hospitalised. Major wake up call. Saturday I'll be a week sober, I think the first full week since I stopped antabuse in August when I was four months sober. No serious desire to drink. Lots of AV sure but I'm not indulging it or getting into arguments with myself about whether I should drink. Never want to end up in hospital again.
Feels weird seeing 6th December in the title, the year has flown. So close to Christmas. Pretty cold in Ireland today. Not enjoying the cold and the short days. Bring on Spring!
Feels weird seeing 6th December in the title, the year has flown. So close to Christmas. Pretty cold in Ireland today. Not enjoying the cold and the short days. Bring on Spring!
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Hi all you weekenders 
Has nobody called shotgun yet? Pick me
Thanks Mags, great poem!
Freedom I hope you feel better soon and can find a way to stay sober. Stick with us. Drinking isn’t the answer to anything, it just makes everything worse.
Has nobody called shotgun yet? Pick me
Thanks Mags, great poem!
Freedom I hope you feel better soon and can find a way to stay sober. Stick with us. Drinking isn’t the answer to anything, it just makes everything worse.
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Morning all. Thanks for the poem and thread Mags. I found this poem to add to yours, I find the words so relatable.
Destined to Fly by Ashley Hyder.
I remember the day we met.
Too young to see the danger.
I didn't know the devil you were,
That you'd fill me with so much anger.
At first you gave me comfort,
Numbed me from the pain,
But the light you gave me faded,
Brought blackness to my veins.
Your trap worked as always.
I am not the only one to fall.
So many friends forever gone now;
No one's left to call.
Dragged me to rock bottom,
Each day a life in hell anew,
Felt there was no possibility
Of breaking this dependence on you.
Every day I woke
With only you on my mind,
Desperate for your love,
More desperate for you to die.
Through time I saw you were evil.
I watched you steal my soul.
Each time I tried to get away,
You would not let me go.
Tried to scream and cry,
Eventually accepted my fate.
Everyone had tried to warn me,
And now it was too late.
Family and friends could never understand,
Couldn't hear my silent plea.
They did not want to see
The sick effect you had on me.
You locked me in a cell.
You made me freeze at night,
Made me deceive those I loved,
Made me live in constant fright.
Left broken, battered, and bruised,
My number of scars grew.
Both physical and mental,
While the number of wasted years flew.
Went through the motions like a zombie.
No longer did I see
Any type of future
In this world for me.
You erased any shred of hope
When everyone turned their backs.
Difficult to escape this dark hole and cope,
Impossible to defend against your attacks.
I knew no church, no God.
YOU, my ultimate power.
No way to know real love.
I was now a rotted, dead flower.
Then one day it happened.
Most amazing hope one moment brings,
And I decided then and there
That I would grow my wings.
No longer will you take from me
Like you have stolen all these years.
You will never take my life.
No longer will I cry these tears.
I will deal with the pain.
I will swallow all my pride.
I will deal with my life of rubble.
I'm prepared for this difficult ride.
If it kills me to leave you,
Then I will gladly die,
Because with you I'm only surviving,
And I have been destined to fly.
I will soar, laugh, and smile,
Will breathe my life once more.
I will go back to a time
Before you came knocking at my door.
Destined to Fly by Ashley Hyder.
I remember the day we met.
Too young to see the danger.
I didn't know the devil you were,
That you'd fill me with so much anger.
At first you gave me comfort,
Numbed me from the pain,
But the light you gave me faded,
Brought blackness to my veins.
Your trap worked as always.
I am not the only one to fall.
So many friends forever gone now;
No one's left to call.
Dragged me to rock bottom,
Each day a life in hell anew,
Felt there was no possibility
Of breaking this dependence on you.
Every day I woke
With only you on my mind,
Desperate for your love,
More desperate for you to die.
Through time I saw you were evil.
I watched you steal my soul.
Each time I tried to get away,
You would not let me go.
Tried to scream and cry,
Eventually accepted my fate.
Everyone had tried to warn me,
And now it was too late.
Family and friends could never understand,
Couldn't hear my silent plea.
They did not want to see
The sick effect you had on me.
You locked me in a cell.
You made me freeze at night,
Made me deceive those I loved,
Made me live in constant fright.
Left broken, battered, and bruised,
My number of scars grew.
Both physical and mental,
While the number of wasted years flew.
Went through the motions like a zombie.
No longer did I see
Any type of future
In this world for me.
You erased any shred of hope
When everyone turned their backs.
Difficult to escape this dark hole and cope,
Impossible to defend against your attacks.
I knew no church, no God.
YOU, my ultimate power.
No way to know real love.
I was now a rotted, dead flower.
Then one day it happened.
Most amazing hope one moment brings,
And I decided then and there
That I would grow my wings.
No longer will you take from me
Like you have stolen all these years.
You will never take my life.
No longer will I cry these tears.
I will deal with the pain.
I will swallow all my pride.
I will deal with my life of rubble.
I'm prepared for this difficult ride.
If it kills me to leave you,
Then I will gladly die,
Because with you I'm only surviving,
And I have been destined to fly.
I will soar, laugh, and smile,
Will breathe my life once more.
I will go back to a time
Before you came knocking at my door.
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Thanks Mags, I'm IN for my 8th consecutive sober weekend.
Lovely poem Mags, and Kaily too.
FF, sorry to read you were in hospital. I hope you can have a peaceful weekend.
Hello to Aly, PJ, Dee, calmself and Willow
To help avoid this weekend being like many others in the past, I've got a few things planned. I keep posting I'm nearly finished Christmas shopping but hopefully I really will be this weekend. Also, there is a Chrismas Fayre this Saturday in the local village centre. There's a number of food stalls, I shall be trying some of them out. In addition there will be the usual weekend football for me to watch.
Lovely poem Mags, and Kaily too.
FF, sorry to read you were in hospital. I hope you can have a peaceful weekend.
Hello to Aly, PJ, Dee, calmself and Willow
To help avoid this weekend being like many others in the past, I've got a few things planned. I keep posting I'm nearly finished Christmas shopping but hopefully I really will be this weekend. Also, there is a Chrismas Fayre this Saturday in the local village centre. There's a number of food stalls, I shall be trying some of them out. In addition there will be the usual weekend football for me to watch.
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Great poem, Mags - did you write that?
And Kaily, the poem you posted was quite apt. It might be about an actual abusive relationship, or it might be about alcohol. One and the same, really. It's got me thinking, that's for sure. I had an emotionally abusive marriage when I was young (26-32ish, and it was on the verge of becoming physically abusive) and it really took everything I had to break free. Same with alcohol. But I did it, I broke free from both. I hope I never have to struggle my way out of anything like that, ever again.
Great poem, Mags - did you write that?
And Kaily, the poem you posted was quite apt. It might be about an actual abusive relationship, or it might be about alcohol. One and the same, really. It's got me thinking, that's for sure. I had an emotionally abusive marriage when I was young (26-32ish, and it was on the verge of becoming physically abusive) and it really took everything I had to break free. Same with alcohol. But I did it, I broke free from both. I hope I never have to struggle my way out of anything like that, ever again.
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Thank you, Mags, and Kaily for the poetic words is wisdom. Oh, what we put ourselves through; so thankful that is behind us.
I wrote a poem about recovery a while back. Not sure if I can find it but I will look.
Kaily, Alfie and Daisy look adorable. What a nice place for a walk. Do cyclists use that trail, too?
Good to see you, freedomfries. Keep the resolve you feel front and center; make sobriety your gold, your core, your pride; build a strong plan and move forward into a much better way to live.
Good to see you, too, Reid.
calmself, keep up the good work! Love your perspective on the interview; good things are ahead.
Willow, still loving your new avatar.
MLD, so sorry to read about your emotionally abusive marriage; so relieved that you made it out and through.
Enjoy the Christmas Fabre, Robbie; hope you find some treasures.
and love, everyone.
I wrote a poem about recovery a while back. Not sure if I can find it but I will look.
Kaily, Alfie and Daisy look adorable. What a nice place for a walk. Do cyclists use that trail, too?
Good to see you, freedomfries. Keep the resolve you feel front and center; make sobriety your gold, your core, your pride; build a strong plan and move forward into a much better way to live.
Good to see you, too, Reid.
calmself, keep up the good work! Love your perspective on the interview; good things are ahead.
Willow, still loving your new avatar.
MLD, so sorry to read about your emotionally abusive marriage; so relieved that you made it out and through.
Enjoy the Christmas Fabre, Robbie; hope you find some treasures.
and love, everyone.
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