So I don't drink too often. Saturday decided to go out to a club and actually drink for the frist time in months. I am still paying for it today. I don't know how people drink every day through the years.
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Originally posted by THE BOUNCER View Posti never understood why people like drinking. makes me feel like shit.
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Sober & Sane (somewhat)...
I started drinking at the age of 13...from my first drink until the last on October 11th, 1996 I always drank to get drunk.
The drinking really started to progress around the age of 30. The weekend binges became drinking then and mid-week...then four times a week over a time. Alcoholism is a progressive disease. It's a "thinking disease".
In 1987 I was involved in a head-on collision...a man got in the way of my denial.
They used the "jaws of life" to free him from his car...the man was in a coma for 30 days, and then went to a head injury clinic in Pennsylvania. He will never be the same.
I was taken to a local hospital to have my blood checked for alcohol ...
The results was .19.
I spent 3 days in jail...then pleaded guilty to vehicular assault...sentence was one and a half to four and a half years in prison.
...flash forward to being paroled. I had been to AA before going to prison for a couple of months, but when I got out of prison I did none of the things suggested to me...go to AA meetings, get a sponsor, find God (a Higher Power), etc...things that was keeping a lot of people I admired sober a day at a time.
I was "dry" for about three months, and decided to try drinking again.
I drank a 12-pack of beer nightly after that for 6 years.
I was still working out at the time...when I went down on the bench to do presses the room would go around in circles...I would often curtail the workout so I could get to the store and that 12-pack. I made modest gains.
In 1996, after being evicted from 3 apartments, I ended up living with a drunk - renting a room.
This guy and myself went out to a bar one night...at 11pm he wanted to go home, while I wanted to stay. He said he was leaving without me...anyway, he went out and got into his car, and appparently I tried to pull him out of the car by his head. I do not remember this because it was all done during a black-out. I was told this the next morning, when I asked him why he was giving me the cold shoulder.
I immediately began thinking about my Father's physical and mental abuse to my Mother when he was drunk (which was all the time). I had finally hit a "bottom".
Anyway...to shorten this...I moved out of that house the next day, moved in with a couple staying sober via AA, and the rest, as they say, has been an adventure.
I'm still in awe of my sobriety, even after 12+ years...I'd have nothing without it.
It has not been easy, but it sure has been worth it. I can live in my own skin again...I care about other people unconditionally...I can stand my own reflection in the mirror when I shave. I've been given a new life.
Thanks!
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