It happened 2 days ago.
Worked in the day. Had a supper planed that night. Same birthday party that last year I drank after my first real attempt at getting sober (50 days).
I was afraid since a couple of weeks about that day already. Why? Because I was starting romancing the Christmas drinking days. So one day I would be thinking about how I could be drinking sometimes in my life, and other days I would be struggling trying to remember why exactly I couldn’t.
2 days ago I was in the romanced-idea-mood about drinking. Being honest with myself, I knew I had 2 options: 1. Not going at the party, because I was not feeling strong enough to keep my sobriety while going there; 2. Go there, and you will drink.
Before that day there was more options, sober ones - but on that day I knew I had to stay home if I wanted to stay sober.
But that’s not what I did. I went full option #2. I choose to do it, and I wasn’t finding reasons at that moment to not. Or anyways the reasons to drink seemed to be stronger. It felt like a reward for alot of effort.
But what reward?
That was my rewards: Lost control of myself. Had what may have been a good or a bad night, but can’t remember. May have lost a friend which I emotionally harmed without noticing it. Did drug (and lost money). Almost didn’t go to work yesterday due to extreme anxiety and dizziness. Had to drink to go to work: which equal the resurgence of my old alcoholic pattern I wanted to get rid of by getting sober. Haven’t been able to eat normally since. Feel lost since. Self esteem disturbed. My inside-my-head-story had a narrative break, and I’m now not so sure where to pickup (and this is where it can be dangerous to go drink instead of catching up on myself). Today, can’t keep up with my schedule on training, eating clean, writing, finishing my last paper for school, work stuff. Feeling depressed.
I’m now thinking of a new way to see my sobriety. My goal can’t be in days. Must be in life. I must change my whole view on this. I’m not taking a break from drinking to “recalibrate” my brain so I can maybe later be drinking: this belief is my secret weapon for self-sabotage. It has to be a lifestyle and lifetime decision. I’m going to do alot of reflection on this. Need to redefine my why. It has to be stronger. I have to be stronger.
I’m shaken.




!!! Hahahahaahah mannnn kinda had and avalanche of mixed feelings after the clip. Ahahahaha tu mann