46, from Denmark.
I’m Liza, and I’m an alcoholic.
Bottom line, I was a drunk, a bottle of vodka a day, was a good day, no one around me knew.
“Luckily”, last summer, I got sick, the first sign of my nerve illness showed its ugly face, it started with me throwing up… couldn’t keep anything down, (offcourse I tried to drink amyways), was admitted to find out the reason, had nothing to do with me drinking said the Doctors.(had to tell them)
So I went through withdrawal, on top up being very sick, was in the hospital for almost 4 weeks, withdrawal was a wake-up call for me, cause “I wasn’t a drunk”, not in my own head, just having a “few” drinks… Alone… at night… shh no-one could know, HOW COULDN’T I se it…?
Well anyways, I got sober, but had to stay in hospital, because they couldn’t explain why i was throwing up. (Took them almost 6 months) After almost 4 weeks i could go home without any answers but reffered to neurological team.
Well I’m home, sober and now the struggle began, because I’m home, luckily, while in hospital, I came out to my mom, telling her the truth, so she went to my house, removed bottles, emptying all drawers, cupboards and other hiding places, I had told her about… so the house was alcohol free, as I got home.
I have made it on my own till now, only relying on n my own guilty conscience and love for my children.
I’m on 913 days and still going strong.
Btw, love todays message from Sober Time