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    My story sorry if it is long??I was adopted twice as a child, once at 8 months and again at 8 yrs old. My great-grandmother adopted me first and the state decided she was too old to care for me thus the second adoption. I recently found out she was alcoholic and I remember her giving me Peppermint Schnapps for any and all illness.
    My new parents should not have been allowed to adopt. I saw my new father molest my adopted sister on several occasions and the new mother was even in the room. They divorced when I was 12. She became a religious zealot. She threw out the alcohol, which I retrieved from the trashcan and hid it in my room, thus began my drinking. When the physical abuse, to get the devil out of me started, I went to live with the father and his new older wife. She resented me from the beginning. I was 13 at this time and learned how to eat and purge, my history with bulimia starts. The new step monster did know how to make homemade wine, so access was easy and her wine eventually began to taste water-downed?.hmm?..wonder how that happened?
    Neither of my adopted parents/step parents drank to excess. Alcohol was around for special occasions. A six pack of beer could remain in the refrigerator all summer.
    I joined the Marines at 18. Back then it was common to have beer in the middle of the day at lunch. Drinking on the weekends was what all hard core Marines did back then?male and female. That continued for the next 20 years of my life. During those 20 years I married and divorced 3 men, which were all heavy drinkers. Retired in 02 and married # 4. Started drinking during the week at this time out of boredom I think. Gained 80 lbs in less than a year and was miserable. Bulimia was at this point mostly overeating to point of passing out or getting drunk, eating excessively and not remembering to throw up. Always one for quick fixes, I decided to have surgery to lose the weight quickly. Had surgery on 3-24-06, which was 2 years ago today. Lost the weight in 6 months. No longer have the ability to overeat nor can I throw up?so bulimia is solved or so I thought. I didn?t drink for 6 weeks after my surgery because alcohol is harder on the body. I was out with the girls and decided to ?try? one drink which became 7 or 8 and I haven?t gone more than 5 days sober since then. Lately I have started drinking around 2 in the afternoon whereas I usually would wait until 6 or 7 PM.
    This past year my adopted dad died, step monster died last month. I haven?t spoken to them in 23 years anyway when they disapproved of my first marriage. I am sure my drinking would have disappointed them anyway.
    My current husband and I are legally separated but live together like we are married. He was my drinking buddy until I made the decision today to take action for me to get better. It is time to let go of the past and be in the present and sober. For me abstinence is the only way and I am looking for all the support I can get!!

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    My series of unfortunate events....

    Welcome JB!!! You have made a great start finding this place. You'll find a lot of supportive, caring people here. Are you on any supplements or rx to help you stop drinking? :welcome:

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      Welcome JB! Your story is quite incredible! I don't mean that I don't believe you, I do...just...wow! I hope you find all the support you need here. Read the book first and foremost and read and post here. Again, Welcome.
      Sometimes I wonder...."Why is that frisbee getting bigger?"...and then it hits me.

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        Hart- :thanks: I have Campral but need to have 5 days AF before I can take according to my Dr.

        Preciouspinot- :thanks: My friends always tell me I should write a book. Funny thing about my life and not much is funny at the moment...I have had 8 names...no wonder I drink...just kidding. It is okay to joke about it isn't it??

        I 'm new at posting on boards/forums.

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          Humor can get us through some of toughest moments
          Sometimes I wonder...."Why is that frisbee getting bigger?"...and then it hits me.

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            You should check out the book "White Olenader" It is about a girl who goes through a series of adoptions and there are other similarities
            Sometimes I wonder...."Why is that frisbee getting bigger?"...and then it hits me.

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              Hi JB!

              Welcome to the forum!! For me having a sense of humour has helped me greatly in staying sober. I have learned to laugh at my past experiences with alcohol rather than bury the feelings of guilt, anger, bitterness....(the list is endless!!). One day at a time worked great for me in the beginning. If I looked any further than that, the task of remaining sober looked too daunting and I would resign myself to the thought of giving up.

              I wish you well and will probably run into you around the boards sometime soon, not literally of course!!

              Love and Happiness
              Hippie
              xx
              "Keep me away from the wisdom which does not cry, the philosophy which does not laugh and the greatness which does not bow before children." Kahlil Gibran
              Clean and sober 25th January 2009

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                Hi JB,

                Anybody who has what it takes to be a Marine has plenty to go around to beat AL with lots to spare. I'm sure you remember the DI yelling and spitting on you reminding you of how worthless you were and the whole time I'm sure you were cataloging all the ways you were going to pay his sorry ass back. This Al addiction is no tougher than your DI and a walk in the park compared to what you endured in the Corps so what are you waiting for Marine! Time to shape up!! Hell kick my sorry ass around a bit if you need to but just get on with it!!

                :l
                Is Addiction Really a Disease?
                Watch this and find out....
                http://youtu.be/ekDFv7TTZ4I

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                  4theboyz- Your post made me laugh:H I wish it were that easy!! Perhaps I will make myself do 20 (pushups) every moment I get the urge for AL! Semper Fi!

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                    Welcome JB!!
                    You have definitely got what it takes as 4theboyz says - you have been through some damn tough times and you can get through this one as well. Laughter is some of the best medicine and you will find plenty of support and laughter on these boards. Laughter is a sane reaction to an insane life.
                    If you can get hold of RJ's book you will understand that nutrition is one of the first things to go with AL in control of your life and then depression can suck your strength away. My first step out of the black hole was to get some supps.. that helped put the fight back in me. Take care of yourself.
                    Good luck and see you round the boards!

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                      You have my support to quit TODAY. Some people are very successful quitting right away, without waiting for supplies. It is up to you.
                      My life is better without alcohol, since 9/1/12. My sobriety tool is the list at permalink 236 on the toolbox thread under monthly abstinance.

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                        Welcome JB!

                        I'm glad you found us. I was a young mother when I served in the Army (MP: Hoo-rah!) for 4 years, 8 days.... 2 kids, a dog, a cat, and an ex-husband to boot. I left the Army, and eventually found my second (hopefully last) hubby.... add 2 more kids, swap pets for 2 different dogs, and here I am.

                        Your story is remarkable, and it sounds like your crazy humor has kept you from going crazy~ I say Let it shine! zwink:

                        I'll let 4theBoys kick you in the proverbial Semper Fi butt.... he'll be good at it! :H
                        And while he's making you do push-ups and the mountain climber
                        (Did you have to do those? How about the "squat thrust"? I hated those mothers!!!)....
                        Anyway, while he's making sure that your haircut is above standard and that your eyes are straight ahead at attention.... I'll be playing with your boot laces and making funny faces! :nutso:

                        In the meantime, I suggest reading... reading... reading.... do you have a library card? The first sobriety book I read was actually by Jean Fitzpatrick, who decided in the mid 70's that women needed an alternative to AA to combat alcoholism, and she started "Women for Sobriety". She developed her own affirmations, and I twisted them to fit my military - "NO EXCUSES"
                        mentality:

                        1. I have a life threatening problem that once had me.
                        2. I am what I think.
                        3. I take charge of myself and accept responsiblity to get better.
                        4. Life can be ordinary or it can be great.
                        5. Love can change the course of my world.
                        6. The object of life is emotional and spiritual growth.
                        7. The past is gone forever.
                        8. All love shared is returned.
                        9. Enthusiasm is my daily exercise.
                        10. I am a competent, caring, compassionate and courageous woman.
                        11. I have much to give back to my family.
                        12. I put my life into order everyday, knowing and understanding my priorities.
                        .... and if you don't mind, can I add yours:
                        13. It is time to let go of the past and be in the present and sober.
                        14. For me abstinence is the only way.

                        Jean Fitzpatrick was a warrior in those days. The other warrior is RJ, who wasn't afraid to share her journey with anyone here.... and then, she developed a website to help the rest of us crazy fools cope. Many people here swear by the hypnotic/subliminal CDs~ if you're willing to try, why not?

                        Nice to meet you, Marine! :heart: I hope we can help you find your way out... I think you know the way, so we'll be here to cheer you on!

                        Patty
                        Tampa, FL

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                          Good Luck... you've said a lot.
                          Sunny Out Looks are Contagious!

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                            Patty:thanks: and OohRah 4 u!
                            I have Jean's books and subscribe to the newsletter. It helps also.
                            Your response really made me :lol3: Yes I hate mountain climbers and bends and thrust...
                            I am now on day 2. As one can tell I can't sleep. That used to be one of my excuses to drink along with my teeth hurt...guess it is a good thing I don't have hemoroids (sp)!!! :H
                            Everyone is so supportive on this board...I can't believe I was so afraid of posting! Thanks again to all the positive responses.:thanks:

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                              Well, I went to bed after 12:30 am.... tossed and turned, and up again at 6 am... I'm still a night owl, even if I'm no longer drinking....

                              I'll never forget when I was going thru training~ I was probably 19~ I had befriended a little southern belle named Shirley..... after a long day of training and night of cleaning the (already immaculate) barracks, we were crazy and giggly and decided to visit the CQ (charge of quarters) who was our Drill Sergeant.... we snuck down the stairs and listened near the door~quiet~ the coast was clear, so we messed with our PT uniforms (Shirley's shirt was so long that it hung out of the bottom of her shorts.... so she pulled her shorts down so that her torso looked really long and her legs like little stumps.... and I did my best imitation of Steve Martin from "The Jerk", with my shirt twisted one way, my shorts hiked the other. I pretended that I had a gimpy leg.... knocked on the door and barged in, with Shirley wobbling behind me... "Hi Sergeant Conyers!":eeks:
                              That man jumped OUT of his chair, almost spilling his coffee cup when his boots came flying off the desk.... he immediately started screaming....
                              "What! What are you two doing here? ?!?!"
                              Confused as to why he would react so vehemently,we stood at attention. He looked right at me and said,
                              "Soldier. What possessed you to walk into MY office, with your clothes all screwed up. Are you trying to get me in trouble?

                              No, Sergeant, we just wanted to make you laugh.

                              Laugh????? You want to make me laugh, Soldier? :ey: Good. Do some push ups.....

                              (One Sergeant, two Sergeant, three Sergeant..... 39 Sergeant, 40 Sergeant).....

                              I'm thinking about a little smile now, Soldier. Do the mountain climber.....


                              (One Sergeant, two Sergeant, three Sergeant..... 18 Sergeant, 19 Sergeant).....


                              Make me smile, Soldier, Do the squat thrust..... )


                              (Yes Sergeant! One Sergeant, two Sergeant)....."


                              We left his office a grueling 45 minutes later, sweating and trembling with exhaustion. Every muscle in our bodies had "achieved" muscle failure, and we definitely understood that authority trumped humor every time.... :bat: good lesson for future a$$ chewings, that's for sure!

                              Patty
                              Tampa, FL

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