Hi all,
It’s been a long time since I posted on this forum. I’ve been sober for over a year and 9 months now.
In that time, I have learned a lot about why I drank. I am an anxious person, growing up in a home with 2 alcoholic parents, one of which was very scary. In the time that I have been sober I have been trying to learn healthy ways of coping, and how to gain access to that fun-loving, open and easy-going person I became after the first couple of drinks. So far, I have not been successful. I have tried talk therapy and counselling, fitness, self-help books, spending loads of time in nature, etc, etc. I don’t feel I’m any further forward. In fact, I feel it’s progressively gotten worse. I am uptight, I have a rubbish sense of humour, I suck at small talk, I am constantly wrapped up in fear, and I can’t help but wear this exhausting social mask that tires me out enough to make me uninterested in and even afraid of socializing anymore.
Over the last year, it has been one unfortunate event after another, but I have managed to stay sober and keep pushing through. More recently, I have been bombarded with difficult situations - my mom has been diagnosed with Cancer, my dad has relapsed and is blacking out a lot, I’ve just been put on the wait-list for IVF, and my husband is facing the possibility of losing his career due to a long-term injury. The sheer force of all of this hitting at once after a year of already trying desperately just to keep my head above water has made me mentally paralyzed. I have closed my business and quit/cancelled all of my commitments to give myself some time to deal with everything. I spend much of my days in bed feeling very, very, VERY tired. Lately, my thoughts have ventured to dark places. I feel I am a burden, that I am unloved, or even if I am loved, that I don’t deserve to be. I am desperate for solutions, which has brought me back to thoughts of a person I once was when I handled my stress with drinking. I don’t want to drink, and I know how much I will hate myself if I do. I know that if I do, it will be even harder to stop than the last time. But I also feel that if I can’t pull myself out of this, then what options do I have left?
Can anyone relate? How did you get yourself out of the deepest depths without having any energy, will, motivation or care for yourself?