We’re here for and with you, my friend.
Oh Luisa. I am so sorry to hear this news of your mother. I don’t know what to add to what @Tomek has already said. Please stay with your friend as long as possible. Keep talking to people and tell them exactly how you are feeling. I will be praying for your mother and you. And yes, as Tomek said breath. Take a few moments and pray and breathe. God will give you strength. And try to get some food even just a small snack or something.
Woo hoo! Great news!! I hear the excitement in your post. Your kids must be ecstatic too. The power of prayers worked. Noisy will be home soon and everyone can rest easy.
I did a bunch of research on them the past few weeks and they are one of the smartest birds ! They get a bad rap here in Australia coz they are labeled as pests and scavengers etc. But this lil one knew what was up and wanted a lil adventure I’d say lol… It did poop only once in here which was easy to just wipe up, but when it went for a walk over to my couch and jumped up on it, my couch is fabric so I was like no nooooooo not the couch lil dude lol !.. I will leave my window open again today and see what happens!
I’m really proud of you for sticking with it @Mno. Pealing back all those layers takes time and hard work but it will all pay off, just like sobriety. Sending you strength and love.
Day 328. I didn’t get out of my pajamas today and I don’t care. Cleaned the house, did some laundry. Ate a bunch of food. Visited with my housemates. Talked with my mom and sister, a nice relaxing day. Prayed and did my readings. Scrolled on here and watched some t.v. Have a zoom NA meeting very soon. Full day scheduled tomorrow.
God bless you all. &
@Mno … congrats on 18 months!!
@CapriciousCapricorn… 6 months wow so great!!!
Ask the podiatrists about the apple cider vinegar trick I mentioned you. It works wonders . Google it
19 down. Going to bed. Getting a covid test tomorrow. Not feeling great. Life is so different when I don’t numb it with alcohol. The goods and the bads are both so intense. How long does it take to get used to full-strength emotional peaks and valleys? Goodnight friends.
I think i get use to them , then I’m in the clear for a good amount of time then boom back they come again but never the same , always different. Its exshausting lol.
Sounds like a few of my days this week lol. And I loved it ! Nothing wrong with staying in PJs all day and fluffing about the House… Its good for the soul every now and then
@Ninjakitty wow 700 days congratulations! That’s amazing.
@CapriciousCapricorn congratulations on 6 months, awesome!
Ohhhhh I’m sooooo happy to read this!!! When my last dog went missing, my lord the hysterical version of me came out in full force and I still remember how scared I was and the feeling I felt when I realised she was missing and my flat mate at the time purposely left the gate open. My heart was dying… So I am sooooo glad to read you have found your baby
It was great out! Down in Texas
Still here. Still sober
Thank you so much for your comments and well wishes about Chucho. He had a good day and we are more calm about his situation at the moment. You certainly know what it’s like to worry about a furry child!
Almost forgot! Big giant congrats on 90 days!!!
@Luisa53, I’m sending prayers your way tonight for you and your momma. I’m so very sorry you are going through this. Please let your friend take care of you.
Day 4. The meds that my doc gave me, make me very very sleepy. I don’t remember sleeping so much ever. It’s a good thing in a way. You can’t have cravings or withdrawals when you are asleep. My head is clearing out too. The feelings is disassociation have decreased. Traces are still there. I still feel a little confused and disoriented.
Some people say that weed isn’t addictive and doesn’t have withdrawal symptoms. Maybe not if you smoke occasionally or have been smoking for a short while. I have been smoking weed and drinking since I was in high school. That’s more than 20 years of abuse. In my case the weed withdrawals are worse than the alcohol withdrawals. I don’t even crave for alcohol. It’s the weed I crave for.
Weed has also messed up my head. I started having a weird out of body experience. I could t remember things, simple basic things and I was almost incoherent. Weed isn’t the benign party drug it’s meant out to be. In my case, it is worse than alcohol. Actually I smoked too much of it and for too long.
Now the only solution is to give up both. No decreasing gradually. It has to be in one go. So far so good. I have survived the first few days. The meds are helping a lot. I just hope I can stick to it. This is probably my last chance.
Day 94: Today was productive, pleasant, balanced and my body, mind and spirit all seemed to be on the same page. It’s such a relief when it all lines up that way. My buddy Chucho is still responding well to the higher dose of meds. My younger brother texted me today (we talk most days, he’s the one with my baby niece) and asked me a string of questions making me think he and my sister-in-law are preparing a box to send. One of those questions was what my drink of choice was these days. He and I used to party together a lot, and then he and my husband and I partied because I met him through my brother. He toned it down years ago, starting with quitting pot a decade or more ago and then when he met his wife (who is in recovery from substances other than alcohol) they both ended up finding a good balance and ability to moderately drink. When his wife became pregnant, their house became alcohol-free. I am so impressed by him, our “black sheep” as much as there could be one in our loving, tight knit family unit. He just had his own path to follow and it happened to including a lot of partying, failing out of college a couple times, and finding his own way on his own schedule. Anyway, back to the story…he was texting me about what my drink of choice was and I instantly felt a knot in my gut, my face and neck got hot and I froze. I have talked to him a few times about trying to cut back or taking a break, and I have definitely shared a lot about suffering with depression and anxiety, but I hadn’t told him the extent to which I had struggled with alcohol use. I was mentally composing a giant long response that was coming from a place of shame and embarrassment when I stopped myself. I simply replied, “I am not drinking now.” To which he replied, “That’s good, me not much either.” And that was it. We moved on. There may come a time when we have a conversation about my sobriety, but then again he is a much more present- and future-oriented person and he doesn’t dwell on stuff like I do. There is a lot I can learn from my little hermanito. I can’t wait to get back down there to spend time with him, my sister-in-law and the cutest baby girl, my niece.
This has been another installment of Rosa’s Rambles. Please tune in next time when a batch or two of cookies will be baked to perfection and more peace and love is shared.