I went to a meeting Saturday morning, ran errands, and then had an afternoon to kill. I guess my pride got the better of me because I started thinking things like "I could stop at a couple of drinks...maybe I'm not really an alcoholic." So I did some "research"...fours hours later, the bottle's empty and I'm acting like a lunatic.
I had 64 days, and now I have to start over. I feel so stupid. At the same time, I'm trying to be grateful for the extra helping of humility. I guess I needed it.
I went to a meeting Saturday morning, ran errands, and then had an afternoon to kill. I guess my pride got the better of me because I started thinking things like "I could stop at a couple of drinks...maybe I'm not really an alcoholic." So I did some "research"...fours hours later, the bottle's empty and I'm acting like a lunatic.
I had 64 days, and now I have to start over. I feel so stupid. At the same time, I'm trying to be grateful for the extra helping of humility. I guess I needed it.
I'm sorry to hear that, but rest assured it took me several tries to string together many years. You'll get it eventually. Just curious because I can't remember if you've mentioned it: Have you given AA a try?
"Why would you ruin perfectly good peanuts by adding candy corn? That's like saying hey, I have these awesome nachos, guess I better add some dryer lint." - Nonny
flex - I don't think I've mentioned it here now that I think about it. I spent last summer waffling between trying to do it on my own and trying out AA. On August 13 I picked up what I thought would be my last white chip. If this weekend did anything for me, it proved that I am an alcoholic.
The past two months of sobriety have brought me some good things. I found a women's group that I would consider my "home" group at this point, and I have a sponsor.
And there are three words in my head that I can't stop thinking about: Cunning. Baffling. Powerful.
flex - I don't think I've mentioned it here now that I think about it. I spent last summer waffling between trying to do it on my own and trying out AA. On August 13 I picked up what I thought would be my last white chip. If this weekend did anything for me, it proved that I am an alcoholic.
The past two months of sobriety have brought me some good things. I found a women's group that I would consider my "home" group at this point, and I have a sponsor.
And there are three words in my head that I can't stop thinking about: Cunning. Baffling. Powerful.
And there's an exclamation point after that quote in the Big Book. I've heard it said that my addiction is doing push-ups in the front yard--just waiting for me to come outside so it can beat me up again. It's a strong force, that's for sure.
"Why would you ruin perfectly good peanuts by adding candy corn? That's like saying hey, I have these awesome nachos, guess I better add some dryer lint." - Nonny
"Why would you ruin perfectly good peanuts by adding candy corn? That's like saying hey, I have these awesome nachos, guess I better add some dryer lint." - Nonny
Thanks, flex! I'm feeling pretty low, but I just keep focusing on where I was before I tripped up - how good I felt (even though I still had fears and doubts). I'm just trying to believe I can get back there.
Trying to get sober is like trying to walk to the shore with the tide sucking you out to sea.
I'm sorry you went back out, but sometimes it just takes a little more research. You stated it well. So happy you found a women's group that you like. AAA has been a wonderful force and comfort in my life. You make incredible friendships there. The important thing is you realized that you have a problem and you know where to go to get a solution.
Ha! Although I appreciate having AAA for my car, I've found that AA does way more for my alcoholism. That typo is going to stay!