My Alcoholic Brain
Thinking has always been a problem for me. If my only problem had been drinking, I could have handled it easily. If drinking is a problem, don?t drink. I knew that. But my common sense and good intentions dissolved when drinking and thinking joined forces against me.
My brain and my body have always been in conflict. My mind has always wanted things my body can?t provide. They never agreed on whether or not we could drink. My body told my brain ?Alcohol gives us high blood pressure, diabetes, a peptic ulcer and colitis. It sickens our liver and unpredictability switches our mind off and on for variable periods of time. It causes mental confusion amounting to a toxic psychosis. We almost always walk and talk funny when we drink. We simply do not handle alcohol well.?
After a moment oo two of thoughtful consideration, my brain responded with, ?Oh well, what the hell?? One little drink never hurt anybody.?
It?s not that I was weak-willed. It?s just that my mind has a mind of its own, and it changed its mind. Not having a drink was not longer important.
In addition, my mind habitually lied to me. One little drink was all it ever wanted. But soon after it got the first drink, it began to chant, ?Just one more.? Alcohol didn?t quench my mind?s thirst; it increased it. As a result, over and over again I found myself drinking more than I should have, even at times when I hadn?t intended to drink at all.
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