I've thought about going to AA many times over the past several years but for a lot of reasons I couldn't do it. For a long time now, I've been operating on this assumption that I probably will die soon, and I'm only in my mid 40's. I had pretty much given up, even started smoking again after quitting 15 years ago (I figured "what the heck", as long as death is probably around the corner anyway) until I attended a wake on Friday night that tore me up. It was for my friend's 87 year old father. But as I watched my friends' children just consumed with grief for their grandpa, and my friend trying to console her children, I imagined myself in that casket and my 15 and 17 year old daughters the ones consumed with grief. But without a mom to console them. I just lost it and cried all night -- I'm sure the other mourners thought that a bit odd, as I'd never met this man. So I woke up yesterday and decided I owed it to my children to try one more time.
So here I am. My kids and I went to the gym yesterday, I bought the kudzu, L-Glute, etc., and started the Kudzu yesterday. I honestly didn't have any cravings yesterday, but I also filled up drinking milk all day, too. And who wants to follow a tall glass of milk with a shot of gin. But I've quit before (up to 10 days) and had an ok day 1 and really bad day 3, so I guess I'll find out soon what I'm in for.
I am so glad to have found this site. It was really emotional for me reading some of the posts of people whose stories sounded so much like mine, who've been able to beat this and get their lives back. I'm so grateful to you all for giving me something to hope for again. Thank you!
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