So...33 days sober......and of course last night I had a pretty intense and vivid drinking dream.
I did a lot of my drinking in the privacy of my own home...and 70% of the time it was hidden. I hid it...because it gave me a 'thrill'...even if my partner knew that I was drinking, I would still 'sneak' away and drink in a separate room because I thought I was being sneaky - or at least, I don't know what I thought but looking back on it now it was so dumb and it makes no sense now in my sober mind (I know what he must have been thinking now at the time).
ANYWAYS...
Haven't had a drinking dream at all yet until last night and in the dream I was in my home...and again, was hiding it...and chugging it...and there was one bottle...and I wanted more.
When I woke up...all those feelings I had when I was drinking flooded me for half a second until I realized it was just a dream.
I was relieved that I didn't throw it away...and it cemented my resolve in not throwing it away either -- my sobriety, that is.
I hate those dreams...they're not particularly frightening...I guess it just scares me that looking back on it, it was really sad...what it was that I was doing and putting myself and loved ones through.
Feelings of shame and disgust...guilt...feelings that I just don't want to feel but have to. Then again - feelings that are not, in any way, helpful in my recovery...so need to work past them and move forward.
I guess that's all I have to chalk it up to...
It was just a dream...
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