10 years ago I woke up in a drunk tank. FUN TIMES! That was my rock bottom with the bottle. I found out that night it's not a good idea to mix wine, rum, vodka, and God knows what else.
I'm entering my 4th year of "everything going wrong". It started with the loss of my only child and 3 best friends. A few years before that two family members committed suicide 9 days apart. Since then I have been working on a law suit against a nursing home that almost killed my Mom. We lost our home, business, and my vehicle. Suffered a heart attack earlier this year. Since the heart attack I have lost a lot of weight, that I needed to lose. Don't want it back either. But the good thing about the heart attack is I cannot tolerate as much drinking and definately not the hard stuff. I still have a problem though.
This month I was suspended on ebay after 9+ years of a perfect rating. That was one of the only things that I kept pristine in my life and now it is ruined. I will admit to a lot being my fault but this was just a vicious slap in the face with no real reason. I'm still reeling. I managed to get through the thick of it with only one night of getting ripped. Woke up with some cuts and bruises. Seemed I tried to rearrange some furniture that wouldn't cooperate.
I try so hard and people seem to like me where we have moved. My (new birth family) Niece & I are very close. Also my boyfriend from 8th grade (35 years ago) is a great friend. I also have a great new friend where I moved. She too enjoys her wine and we get together about twice a month with a couple of bottles of wine. The view that we have is spectacular overlooking an intercoastal paradise. Nobody drives and we can talk to each other about anything. Our Husbands are becoming great friends too. It's been 12 long years since I've had a friend where I live and was starting to think something was wrong with me.
Went 5 months after moving here to seek another Dr. I usually drink heavier when the nightmares start. I'm always looking for my Mom that I know someone is trying to kill in a building as big as the Empire State Building. But I deaded reliving all that life has offered me with a total stranger in person through a new Dr.. That right there makes me want a drink. I'm not really depressed, but am losing any type of ambition to keep trying. Anyway that's the short version. Anybody else faced with crisis after crisis?
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