Hey everyone, I want to apologize in advanced for the long written story. I have been reading around on my first sleepless sober night and you all sound like an awesome supportive group. I needed to get this off my chest, somewhere between cry for help and statement of intent for me to look back on. Hopefully this fits in here, and hopefully I will fit in cause a sober group of people is something I donât really have out in the world haha.
Itâs about that time, ready to say goodbye to the bottle. I am 28 years old, and alcohol has controlled my life since I was 16 years old.
Life isnât out of control anymore, but I am ready to start that new me before itâs too late. I have a loving wife, beautiful baby boy dog, and a respectful enough salaried position at your favorite fast food restaurant. At my worst I was killing a 1.75 by myself after school, at my best I had one good sober streak of a couple months after I moved in with my then fiancĂ©e when she pulled me out of my own personal hell. It was nice⊠I did stuff, felt healthier then ever, but every bar, beer stand, and liquor store I passed called to something deep inside of me. Eventually I had that âjust one beerâ at a gathering and here I am again years later.
I have become a âbarely functional alcoholicâ, I drag myself sick out of bed in the morning, clean up to the standards my company calls for, everyone knows that I am not at my best the first hour or so, then I work my time, come home and kill time til I can drink, then drink til I can pass out. The thought of my emptying supply dominates my day, plan my âout of store errandsâ around liquor store trips, and know that I better be well stocked Saturday, cause if I donât have enough to get through stores closed Sunday, I am going to have to top off with the strongest stuff I can get from a convenience store. Nothing more, nothing less. No self improvement, no moving forward, and no promises kept. This has been my life for as long as I can remember. This has to stop, or this will keep repeating for my 30 year mark⊠and 40⊠and 50⊠however long my body holds out for. The status quo has to end, my wife deserves better, my coworkers deserve better, I deserve better. I have told myself this is the last bottle I am gonna buy too many times⊠just to ween off, just to get through this rough week, hey this week is a special occasion. This is my real move to stop for good.
Thanks for hearing me out. I know this is relatively trivial compared to a lot of experiences you all have gone, and the last thing I want to come off as is dramatic about it. This force just needs to get out of my life⊠itâs been long enough. Cold turkey, no booze in the house, letâs do this.