I’m not a believer in or maker in New Year’s resolutions. They seem to me to be pointless and truly unattainable.
But if I’m completely honest I have
something I call my New Year’s anniversary.
This year marks 8 years, 8 years since I drank my last
alcoholic drink. 8 years since I was the drunkest I’d ever been. At the time I wasn't aware it would be the
last.
No I do not drink; it’s a choice I HAD to make…
Yes at 24 I was old enough to know I was an alcoholic
Don’t say I was too young to understand… that I hadn't lived
long enough to make mistakes…
Believe me… I have lived long enough
I know more about alcoholism and addiction than I ever want
to… do not undermine me.
Some try to downplay it to offer comfort to me, because they
don’t like the words… they don’t like hearing the sentence…
It’s become a funny thing to me to watch as people ask me if
I want a beer or whatever and I say no, thanks I’m an alcoholic (because if you
just say no, they almost never leave it at that) they have a certain look in their eyes. They will often stop and look at me and say I’m
sorry and ask “will it upset you if I drink?’ no
The only times I tend to get upset are: when asked to buy
drinks for someone else because they aren't old enough. I cannot buy someone a beer, glass of wine,
or whatever… it starts a chain or thoughts that takes a few days/weeks to stop…
do not ask me… because I will say no, and I will make you feel VERY badly for it. And when the person
assumes they know me better than I do and tells me I’m not an alcoholic and
that one drink won’t hurt… again… this is the point I tend to walk away from
the person, because they are not my friend.
Was it bad?
I was getting there… morals are the first things to go… and
you have negotiations and promises you break… even it only to yourself
when you're drunk off you're ass and actually have an inner monologue where you're going ..."I can drive" and "no you can't"
things are bad... luckily I lost the battle with myself that night and didn't drive...
I am an alcoholic who was wise enough to stop before it
became the number one thing in my life. I
was “lucky” enough to have seen the road I was headed before I truly got on it…
that sounds cold and unfeeling… but honestly it’s the very opposite. All I can think about is the reasons why I know
so much about this damn disease. And I lived
in the fear of repeating them…
Praise GOD for the people in my life who have helped me, and
the ability to change...
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