The bathroom floor
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Thank you Opivotal! It has been a lifesaver for me. Day six I had two friends and their kids over - my friends were drinking wine. I had one moment of 'this is silly, I can go into the garden and have a glass of wine' but the thought of everything I've read and said here stopped me. Plus I never want to wind up on that floor again!
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Join Date: Dec 2005
Location: Baton Rouge, La.
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Feb 1990 I was being cut out of my car
that ran off the road into a construction
zone, hitting a concrete culvert sitting on top
the ground at 2 am in the morning.
A trip to the hospital in the back of an
EMS truck, never remembering the ride,
then spending 10 days in the hospital
pretty messed up.
Between Feb 1990 and Aug. 1990, I healed
almost perfectly then headed back to the same
club, picking up a drink once again, heading
home, making it safely, then after another
argument I threatened to take my life and
downed a bunch of pills then off to bed I
went not giving an ounce of thought of what
the consequences would be the next day.
All I wanted to do was sleep forever and
not be a failure as a wife and unable to
control my alcohol.
Aug. 1990 , a family intervention,
I headed to the hospital in
the back of a police car for an evaluation
for my mental state of mind and entered
rehab and recovery where I was taught
about my addiction and given a program
of recovery to imcorperate in all my affairs.
That was 26 yrs ago and have remained
on my recovery journey still using all that
was taught to me be to help me achieve
health, happiness and honest.
That is a gift I treasure, a blessing I
never take for granted.
I never close the door on the past but
use my experiences, strengths and hopes
to grow and mature on as well as passing
them on to others still struggling with
addiction in order to help.
Thank you for sharing where you were
at that time and looking forward to building
a strong solid recovery foundation to live
upon for yrs to come.
that ran off the road into a construction
zone, hitting a concrete culvert sitting on top
the ground at 2 am in the morning.
A trip to the hospital in the back of an
EMS truck, never remembering the ride,
then spending 10 days in the hospital
pretty messed up.
Between Feb 1990 and Aug. 1990, I healed
almost perfectly then headed back to the same
club, picking up a drink once again, heading
home, making it safely, then after another
argument I threatened to take my life and
downed a bunch of pills then off to bed I
went not giving an ounce of thought of what
the consequences would be the next day.
All I wanted to do was sleep forever and
not be a failure as a wife and unable to
control my alcohol.
Aug. 1990 , a family intervention,
I headed to the hospital in
the back of a police car for an evaluation
for my mental state of mind and entered
rehab and recovery where I was taught
about my addiction and given a program
of recovery to imcorperate in all my affairs.
That was 26 yrs ago and have remained
on my recovery journey still using all that
was taught to me be to help me achieve
health, happiness and honest.
That is a gift I treasure, a blessing I
never take for granted.
I never close the door on the past but
use my experiences, strengths and hopes
to grow and mature on as well as passing
them on to others still struggling with
addiction in order to help.
Thank you for sharing where you were
at that time and looking forward to building
a strong solid recovery foundation to live
upon for yrs to come.
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