I just got a chance to look at the photos at the end of the toolbox thread. They perfectly depict the isolation that alcoholism caused. I would wake up & try to get through the day after a binge just filled w/remorse, guilt, & regret. People around me would be going about their lives, & I was living an entirely different existence. My deteriorating physical condition was a constant reminder of what I was doing to myself, i.e. putting lots of poison into my body on a daily basis.
Last night's BB story was again in the section of the BB that is so relevant to me: people who didn't quite hit the extreme bottom. In the beginning of his time in AA, the person in the story was constantly questioning whether he really was an alcoholic. At one point, while on a trip, he decided to "test" whether he could have one drink. Of course, that experiment led to a full-out binge.
I really don't question my alcoholism any more. No, I wasn't the worst drunk in history, but my drinking was highly abnormal, & I have to remember that. I take my sobriety one day at a time. I go to meetings as often as I can. It's a one hour committment out of the day...a small one compared to the number of hours I wasted drinking.
Mary
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