I had pancakes for lunch today. It seemed like a good idea at the time. They had a short stack and then the regular. Not wanting to shortchange myself, I got the regular. 4 big pancakes. I immediately asked for a box, and I put two aside and concentrated all my eating efforts towards the task at hand. I cut that stack in half and added gobs of syrup. I got thru the first half and I knew I shoukd quit but I just kept going until I was totally miserable. This set me to thinking...this seems to be a trait of mine....no off switch!
This makes the whole alcoholism thing a little easier to accept. I cant eat half a candy bar or part of a pack of crackers, I go til its gone. The best practice for me is to just not start. Yes, getting over those rough spots are hard sometimes, but there is always a better choice. AL isnt good for anyone, I was just listening to the news about two young people having AL poisoning in Mexico. AL causes a heck of a lot more problems than it solves.
Mr G, Im so sorry that you are hurting. I have wanted to find some words of comfort for you all day and none have come to me. I am reminded of my first and worst heartbreak. My high school sweetheart went off to college and met someone else. I was inconsolable. What about all our plans? What about the children we wouldnt have? What about me? How could I go on? Well, I did. About 16 years later, I stopped at a hotel to use the pay phone. My back was to this guy and when he gave his name to the person he was calling I turned around and there he was. Our eyes met and we just couldnt believe the coincidence. We sat and had some coffee. He had gained some weight and lost a lot of hair. I, of course, hadnt changed a bit (eye roll). As we spoke, he bragged about his house, his 3 kids and one on the way. He bragged and bragged and bragged....just like he did in high sxhool. I didnt know it then but nobody else liked him. He hadnt changed at all, but the way I saw him had. At the end of our meeting, he suggested we get together again, yes, he was suggesting more than coffee. I thought to myself, 'You asshole, sitting there with a wife expecting your 4th child, how lucky am I that I didnt marry your sorry ass!' Im telling you, NOT marrying him was a blessing, but it took a while to get to the point I could see that. I hope your heart heals soon. Im sure it doesnt help but you have a lot of people right here that love you to the moon and back!
Hope everyone has a peaceful evening. Byrdie
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