I've been visiting the site after binges and during withdrawals for a few years. I just need to come clean with my story. I've never told anyone the whole story.
It all started with binging while at university. I missed a lot of classes, but becaue we had a team of three bingers - i thought my drinking habits were normal. Fun. I never thought it would catch up with me.
After university i started a job - which i hated, my relationship with my girlfriend of 3 years was falling apart... and I started drinking more and more. I hated work because i was permanently hung over.
I started consuming alcohol before going out - i always said it was to make the other people more interesting!
The day my girlfriend left me - i told her that i would quit drinking as it had changed me. Made me reckless with words, and her heart.
I immediately barged into another relationship... it would be the start of a two year binge.
My drinking escalated into a nightmare. I started drinking before work, and after work i would drink till i passed out. I started hiding bottles, and making secret trips to the liquor store. I think the moment i started hiding bottles the penny should have dropped that i was in trouble.
One day i was rushed to the hospital... my black-outs, dehydration and immobility had caused blood to "thicken" and my lungs were full of clots. After a few days in ICU i recovered and was on my way home. I was prescribed warfarin and told that if i drink on warfarin as i drink i will die.
My drinking just escalated. I was dry for about 5 days after i got out of the hospital... the urge to drink was just too strong. I took a bottle of tequila to the bathroom and pleged to drink only 5 shots. I finished the whole bottle later that night. Alone.
One day I woke up in the ambulance. I had drank myself into a stage where i was non-responsive. My blood alcohol level was 5 times above what the doctor said any human should be at.
Embarrased i got home and promised to quit drinking. I was dry for about 5 days and i went on another binge. Everyday.
I would wake up at night and go for a drink. My weekends were a blackout. If i was awake i drank till i passed out.
Rock-bottom:
I went away for a weekend with my girlfriend and her parents. I got so drunk on my way to the lodge that i couldnt walk a straight line when we got to her parents. The whole weekend was a binge. i was drunk out of my mind. i was a major embarrasment. After the sunday lunch my girlfriend said we must go for a walk. She broke up with me.
Her brother drove me home. When i got home i sat down and admitted i had a serious problem.
I went to see my doctor. She said i should be admitted to hospital for the detox but i insisted i should do it at home.
I commited to stay clean for a year. And i did. Not a single drink.
After a year i took a drink again. Before i knew it my drinking was back. Full blown binge drinking.
I had met a wonderful girl during my dry year. And we got engaged.
She's really been amazing. I've had 4 extremely bad binges in our year together. BUT i am commited to getting my ducks in a row. Being honest with her was really hard - but we worked through it.
This Saturday evening i snapped and got drunk, i drank sleeping pills and went to bed. I woke up and i had wet my bed.
I feel ashamed today. I feel anxious.
BUT - at leasy my disease has a name. I am an alcoholic.
I asked my fiancee to give me antabuse every day - since i dont have the stranght to take it myself.
Its been a long road. Its been humbling. Its been scary.
I cant have one drink. I will lose everything.
I'm getting married in two weeks time; and i really hope it will be a new beginning.
Thanks for reading.
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