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"Anyone else counting days?" Jim raises his hand reluctantly. "My name is Jim and I'm an alcoholic. Today is day 90." everyone claps and Jims sponsor winks at him. I nudge him with my elbow and grin. After the meeting, Jim and I walk along West Fourth. "Fuck. I really want a drink. I mean, I'm not gonna drink, but I really want one. Does this ever go away? he asks.
"Well I'm no expert. But no. Probably not."
"That's the bad news," I tell him. "you can never replace it. The good news is you do learn to live without it. You miss it. You want it. You hang out with a bunch of other crazy people who feel the same way and you live with it. And eventually, you start to sound like a cloying self help book like me."....
....... "so what do you do?" Jim asks, hungry for an answer, as this has probably described perfectly the way he feels at this moment..
"you're supposed to go to a meeting. I mean, as much as you hate them or if they feel stupid or yu just don't want to go. The thing is, if you go to a meeting, you won't drink that day. Its like a mini brainwash. It kind of fixes you for a little while."
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Anyway I appologise again for my low mood, it's just part of me is ecstatic for acheiving 10 days without a drink (never achieved before) and then the other part of me is mega depressed because I feel so crap as this is "it" now... never getting pissed again, no more drifting off to LA LA land. I WILL keep on tho, stick with the AA regime (it's not really for me, but I "have" found one or two more "like minded" people to associate with, and like Augusten Burroughs said.. whilst I am in a meeting I am not drinking.
So come on all you guys that are way ahead of me... keep spurring me on because I damn well need you! X
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