When a person has come to that point which he or she says "I'm quitting" there is always that one side that says "forever?" Probably the most critical deciding point in everyone's drinking career. As many have embraced here, doing a day at a time combats that fear. As stated in previous posts, the days add up suddenly before a person realizes it, a month, 2 months etc have gone by.
So a couple of weeks ago I'm thinking that the holidays are coming and oh no!, I'm thinking of drinking, not seriously, but still all the same the thought is there. What the hell is that? Did some posting, got some support from here and now after some time I wipe my brow and thankful that it went no further.
I think what helped the most is knowing that I have quit, I mean I am done with this stuff. I feel as though I've finally "grown up" and out of the need for the crutch that told me I'm cooler, more acceptable when I drink. Hell, I'm so damn cool now they call me Arctic. I found I need to be very firm Mr AL and tell him I gave years, no more. I'm done with you. Free at last!! Merry Christmas to me!
Merry Christmas to all here at the nest. The present of being AF is the best present you can give yourself.
Merry Christmas
Sam
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