Thanks, See, for the striking visual of what was, but is no longer, my greatest fear: "Loathsome Tosser turning up on my doorstep the next day with his baseball bat and knuckledusters...with a skull fucking hangover."
Well done, JD! I've been watching you blaze your bac path, but due to skull fucking, knuckleduster life circumstances, haven't been around to post much. Ne, Kronk, See and Bleep have pretty much described my own relationship with AL at a maintenance dose of eighty to one hundred twenty mg bac/day. (Zero key is on strike, along with, I just discovered, the closing parenthesis key, which is it's capital . . . lolol
So I guess I have good news and bad news. The good news is that AL is no longer an issue, one way or the other. The bad news is that life is still full-on demanding at times, with or without intoxicants.
For example - after spending a couple of weeks after my step-father's death dealing with military and government agencies on my mother's behalf; discovering the extent of greed, manipulation and misappropriation of finances planned and carried through by her step-children that I could never have even thought of; AND essential records missing not only from personal files, but also from the freaking county court house!!!! -I got to spend a long day on Friday packing, hauling, un-packing and installing furniture.
At the end of that, I went to dinner with my friend who was helping me. Mind you, this is the friend who gave up alcohol completely for several years, on my behalf; and in whose bed I lay for a long, long time as I was getting sober - pre-bac - because if I got out of bed, I would drink. It has only been recently, well into my third year with bac, that we have ever had a drink together. I went into the restaurant having decided that I would have one cold, tap beer, and one glass of red wine. Between eating, returning phone calls and emails, I still had beer in my glass when the dishes were removed from the table. I finished it. I did not have a glass of wine.
Ahhh . . . the irony. I used to make a plan to NOT drink, which always failed, miserably. Now I make a plan TO drink, and I can't even stick to that :H:H I have no impulse to titrate further down. I did quit taking an anti-depressant that I had been on for some time, quite easily, early on. I truly think this is just the right med for my personal make-up. And I just had extensive med tests - everything is spot on - so, even though these are early days for long-term HDB, so far, it looks as if it's quite doable, from my body's point of view.
A little more information regarding life after drinking against your will, for your arsenal. So happy that you are finding your way out. I promise, with enough knowledge and follow-through, you NEVER have to drink like THAT, again! Awesomeness!!!
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