Maybe it's true what they say, that it's harder each other time, that your addiction deepens.
I can't seem to quit. It's like I know I might quit forever and I should. That's why I keep delaying it..
Yesterday was suppose to be the last one. I got completely drunk and even called off of work. Slept the whole day, my family taking care of me. Felt better, went to work and after work, stopped by to get that "one last one". Wanted to get 2 little plastic bottles, you know tiny ones, that amount to two glasses of wine. well, just my luck, they run out of it. They only had moscato! Who drinks moscato??? Only 5% alcohol.
So I ended up getting the whole bottle of cab. Drank half of it and threw the rest away. Said proper good buy to it, you know... Not..
Went back and got it out got dumbster! (see, nothing wrong with it when you're drunk). Here I am with my last drink in my hand writing in here.
I figured if I write the truth, share it with somebody and get some responce I might feel bad enough and quit again..
Or maybe hear similar stories
But the main one I want to hear is that how YOU did it and your last drink and first few sober days.
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