The main purpose is for me to REMEMBER what it's like - drunk, out of control, miserable, anxious, doing irresponsible, dangerous things, etc. I'm just over 2 weeks into this quit and the horror of what happened 2 weeks ago has nicely faded. That scares me.
I'm sick of this shit and I've given up beating around the bush. I'm an alcoholic. No ifs or buts. I can dress it up as pretty as I want but at the end of the day, I can't stay sober (for more than a few months) on my own. Therefore, I am now seeking help at AA.
Until now, I really wasn't willing to 'do what it takes'. This time, I am. I will do whatever it takes. I am doing it. And I don't want to forget the utter devastation from 2 weeks ago.
I came to (I really don't think 'woke up' would be appropriate) in the middle of the night with (very) dim recollection of my truck in the ditch.. my partner coming home and (I think?) sending me to bed (well, actually, I slept downstairs on the couch). My mouth was dry, I was hyper ventilating on and off, utterly panic stricken. I only got up after my partner had left for work - I could not face him. I went to see if I couldn't get my truck out of its predicament, and froze when I saw how close I had come to causing really serious damage. I was inches away from both, my company sign (rock sign) and the hydro post. There were 2 people I thought I could call - one of them was home and did indeed come and pull me out. Thankfully, the truck itself wasn't damaged. Other than the front bumper.
After the utter relief I started to realize how sore I was. Why? I had a huge bruise on my arm, on both my legs? What from? What happened? I still have no idea.
I need to remember this, always. This (and possibly worse) is what happens when I drink.
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