You take your meds after pounding booze and struggle to breathe, so much so you wonder if you should go to the hospital…eventually fall asleep and repeat as if you werent scared for your life the night before
Go buy wine after school drop off then attempt to work out what time youl need to stop drinking so theres enough time to not be over the limit for school pick up later
You get mad at your husband while drunk and hide the tv remote somewhere in the couch…only to never find the remote ever again even after taking the couch apart.
People quickly remove the bottles when you get to their home saying otherwise i dont have anything left for myself… Kinda funning but also kind of a hard reality check…
You got at least 3 open bottles, one in the house, garage & by the truck. Nothing gets accomplished but you spend all day going from spot to spot looking it all over real good while tipping it up.
If you have two 7 up bottles in your bag . One regular and one with more than half of vodka to drink yourself while eating candy to think you hide the smell, and the other Incase your now ex wants some 7up ( very long time ago but I did it a few times on the way to concerts, outings) … I was unhappy with them and this made me get out of my slump around them before it ended. (Glad it did though)
You look at mugshots in the morning to see if anyone got arrested last night.
When you come home completely drunk, fall into bed, get up and start missing your cat. Where is the cat, where is the cat. You didn’t let him out when you left. You open the window, you start looking for him, you panic. He is back the next day. Then later, the neighbor tells you that he was so surprised to see a cat in the hallway some weeks ago.
That is me. I can add another one. When you usually find yourself at E.R… I visited E.R 5 times last summer. One was with an ambulance. You hear nurses saying “She is drunk.” Vomitting and crying there and you are in shame of course. The most important thing is to accept that you are an alcoholic. There is no need to try to drink moderately. It is impossible. When you accept this fact and remind it to yourself everyday then the healing begins.
I had at least three or four liquor stores that I alternated between buying booze from for those same reasons you listed. Funny how we used to worry about things like that. I guess it’s just because we felt guilty.
I remember getting a bad pancreatitis attack at work and having to leave early and then driving myself to the E.R., which was about 30 minutes away. Not a pleasant day.
You get the *You always got a drink in your hands
Boy can i relate. I would buy my wine at 3 different stores. That way no one would know how much i drank I got smart after awhile and just stocked up at Costco. I rationalized Costco is used to large liquor purchases. They would never suspect all that wine was for one person.
Isn’t it funny how we were so worried about being judged by these store clerks, who were pretty much perfect strangers? All these little schemes and strategies we went through just to get ourselves a drink.
You lose control of your bladder and keep drinking
You wake up wearing somebody else’s shoes and you don’t remember who’s they are
You try to get into your neighbours house and think your partner has changed the locks when your key wont work
And these are just the (kinda) funny stories, there are a lot worse
You drink shots of Nyquil or codeine cough syrup when you aren’t even sick.
You wake up after a night out and only have 1 shoe, the other is never to be seen again
You fall asleep on the bathroom floor just in case you get sick. And you are grateful tile floors are nice and cool.
You basically miss the concert because you spend the whole time fixating on how much booze you have left in your cup and how you can get the next drink in time so you don’t have to go one second without a drink in your hand
You sneak out the side door while your wifes sleeping so she and the dog don’t hear the garage door motor or the front door. And its 1020 pm on a worknight as you hop in the car and slip down to the corner gas station to buy more beer to chug down before midnight. Then hearts pounding at 300 am as you realize tomorrow’s gonna be a shitty day at work and youll have the beer shits all morning. Wondering if they can smell the beer oozing out of your skin because theres no way you could just pee all that away. Before work you have to go in the basement shop to see what kind of silly project you started or what you broke or what you threw out that youd never throw out if you were not drunk. Ive been doing these things again. I need help. I was good last summer for a little bit …10 days. Had a few more 5 day sober streaks but here i am again. Those ten days were only possible due to this app so im gonna try again.