Once upon a beautiful blue Monday I decided to put a stop to my drinking spree. It wasn’t caused by any major event or a disastrous hangover, no, it was my clear decision that I’ve had enough for that moment and I wanted to better myself. I had recently gotten a dreamy office job, new apartment and lower stress levels than usual. Everything was going good.
The unlikely story of a recovering alcoholic?
Maybe I had grown tired of being a loser or perhaps I finally matured up and grew a sense of responsibility. Or maybe it was just my bipolar kicking in. Who knows, but surely it could only mean good, no?
The very day after I felt like a living corpse. Attention span of a 2-year old. Eyes more red and swollen than a hornet's nest. Body odor comparable to a sewer waste.
My 8-hour office work slaving felt like an eternity lost in a time travel. I didn’t think about drinking, no, but I only could think about somehow getting out of this horrible state. Eventually, the day ended and I headed home, only to notice I still had 4 beers left in the fridge. I was low on money and the weather was fairly sunny, which is uncommon around these parts, so it would’ve been the perfect mixture of events for a drink or two. The urge was there, the day had been a hell.
Urge and thirst so deep that I would've had even drank ethanol based cologne
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But I resisted. I threw it all away. I thought that the day had been bad, but the night was about to get much worse. Nightsweats and absolute incapability to fall asleep. I think I might’ve slept total 8 hours these 4 nights.
How’d it affect my work? Badly, couldn’t function at all.
How’d it affect my social life? Depressingly, I was just forced to ignore all my former friends. Just wanted to be left alone.
How’d I feel about the situation? Proud? No, plain miserable.
But at the end of the day, a decision had been made and I feel obligated to follow my decision. Surely things could only get better from now on.
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In another news I'm still continuing to write down my alcoholic memoirs(refer to my profile for previous pieces) and added a sobriety series into my repertoire.
Little did I know that going sober would result in me losing my job, friends and apartment (Coming next)
Looking forward to more buddy :)
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Thanks for the support mate! I got a lot of cathing up to do. The last time i was around here we were both level 59. You've been growing!
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I never stopped, that's for sure. Just don't have time to write like I used to now that I am back home.
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Home must feel really sweet after all that time away. I'm glad you made it!
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Thanks man. Where you living now?
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Also a Bukowski fan, also quit drinking. I'm on 3 years now. It gets easier.
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Thanks, appreciate it. Respect for your sobriety.
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Nice job man. I'm on day 28 myself. Had gone 54 before but then decided to drink again for a couple weeks. I don't think it was worth it! Trying to hold strong and see where it takes me if I do at least 3 months... looking forward to reading more of your posts. Thanks!
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