Thursday, January 31, 2013
The truth
The truth is I lied almost all the time when I drank. The part that scares me is that I believed all of those lies.
Wednesday, January 30, 2013
The real me
Who I am, who I was and who I will become will always revolve around my relationship with alcohol.
Tuesday, January 29, 2013
Monday, January 28, 2013
So long ago
My last drink was so long ago that I rely on you to remind me never to take a drink again...ever!
Sunday, January 27, 2013
Saturday, January 26, 2013
Friday, January 25, 2013
I lost
I lost my friend of twenty years. He kept me company day and night. Without him I have hope and the misery is now far away. And that's why it's okay.
Thursday, January 24, 2013
Not so happy hour
I walk away from everything and spend all of my waking moments taking you in. I do this for too many years.
We are
We are real and successful and giving. But all of that remains on hold until we are able to put the bottle away permanently.
Wednesday, January 23, 2013
It's all here
I like where I'm at. I know where I'm at and I no longer need alcohol to get where I'm going.
Big drunk
My biggest drunk lasted nearly twenty-two years with a few breaks of sleep and misery in between.
Tuesday, January 22, 2013
Run and hide
I never ran. I didn't hide. I just jumped into a bottle of alcohol and stayed there for 20 years.
Monday, January 21, 2013
Suicide
I was there. The insanity had backed me into a corner. Years of drunkenness came crashing down upon me. Suicide seemed the only way out. Death was near.
But I could not find the courage. Too afraid to live and too cowardly to die.
But I could not find the courage. Too afraid to live and too cowardly to die.
Coping skill
To deal with an emotion of any kind I would need alcohol. I definitely developed a psychological dependence for the stuff. Drunkenness was the only coping skill I knew.
No desire
I would often find myself drinking when I had no desire for a drink what so ever. Drinking evolved into a destructive bad habit, a way of life. Over time it was all that I knew how to do.
People
Staying sober requires courage, commitment and prayer. But most of all staying sober requires being surrounded by people who care, understand and remain judgement free.
Cocaine
Cocaine spent the entire summer with me long ago. It took away what little life remained after alcohol's fury.
Sunday, January 20, 2013
Reflection
I think about what it used to be like every time I look into your eyes. Our stories parallel in misery.
Saturday, January 19, 2013
Friday, January 18, 2013
So long
It's been so long since my last drink that the only link I have to misery is my past and your current desire to drink.
Happy hour
Happy hour quickly faded into the darkness of the night which ultimately surrendered to mornings remorse.
Thursday, January 17, 2013
Can you relate?
I never had a relationship with myself until I ended my relationship with the bottle.
Prayer
The only thing that kept me sober at my darkest moments was prayer. 2am, 8am or high noon. It did not matter. Prayer is anytime, free, personal, powerful and it saved my life!
My best
My best starts when alcohol is no longer a part of my life. Until I separate myself from the desire to drink I will never know what my best is.
Wednesday, January 16, 2013
Blackout
A place that is haunting, dangerous and just downright insane. Too many nights of my life were spent in a blackout.
Me, me, me
I never needed a drink as much as I wanted a drink. It went on like this for two decades. It was always about me!
The pretender
My life was coming apart. I was out of control, my thoughts ran wild, my emotions were fried and for a long time I calmly sipped my drink as if everything was alright.
Bad choices
Bad choices kill the spirit, the future, dreams and sometimes people.
For me even one drink was a bad choice:(
For me even one drink was a bad choice:(
Tuesday, January 15, 2013
Changing the future
The wreckage of my past is unfortunately someone else's future.
The time to sober up is now.
The time to sober up is now.
Book news
I'm have decided to put off writing anther fictional novel and instead follow my true passion and write another book of poetry.
More details to come.
More details to come.
Monday, January 14, 2013
Every now and then
Every now and then bring drunk was fun. But the majority of the time it was a miserable necessity.
Today
I didn't drink or drive drunk. I know where I've been and I know where I'm going to wake up.
Not a bad day at all.
Not a bad day at all.
Sunday, January 13, 2013
Constant motion
Sometimes I can't stay in one emotional spot too long. It must be part of who I am. I remember it always being that way. God and prayer keep me grounded on the big things, but as far as the little things I guess I'm on my own.
Saturday, January 12, 2013
Friday, January 11, 2013
Don't quit
Don't quit five minutes before the miracle!! This was probably the greatest advice that was ever given to me when I was in early recovery.
I'm sick
I'm sick, angry and emotionally unbalanced and the last thing I need is alcohol making me even more of a monster.
Alone
Alone with my thoughts was a dangerous and terrifying place to be. The only place I could find any comfort from this kind of terror was the bottle.
Thursday, January 10, 2013
Brink
I find myself on the brink as I face certain challenges and setbacks. Yet even though I am being pushed to the limit a drink is the furthest thing from my mind.
Wednesday, January 9, 2013
Hey you
No matter how dark and hopeless it may seem things have a way of working out!! A little faith, patience and prayer is what it usually takes.
My gift to you!
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Not much to say
Just another day jammed in between a lot of other days. No drama, no set backs, no depression or pain.
Just s day.
Just s day.
Tuesday, January 8, 2013
How it be
It be like this! When I drank; fear, defensiveness, anger and violence ruled my nights.
Since I've sobered up; discovery, new awareness, acceptance and homage dominate my day.
Since I've sobered up; discovery, new awareness, acceptance and homage dominate my day.
Monday, January 7, 2013
Trust
I trusted the bottle to get me through hell. It just dropped me off there and left me for dead.
Sunday, January 6, 2013
Much to say
I have so much to say, but I don't always know how to say it. Putting God's grace into words is a difficult assignment.
Saturday, January 5, 2013
Pleasure
The pleasure I discovered the very first time I drank eluded me for the next two decades. Had I only known!
Such pleasure and meaning
Sobering up has brought with it such a level of pleasure and meaning that I never expected nor do I feel I deserve.
Friday, January 4, 2013
Killer drink
Alcohol doesn't kill. People like me allow it to slowly put us to death and too many times we do nothing about it.
Remorse
The worst part of each drinking episode was the painful remorse that followed me the morning after. There was no escaping its nauseating grip.
A time to serve
The way I see it we are either being served alcohol or serving God. The two cannot exist harmoniously in my life.
$$$
During my 22 years of drinking I conservatively figured that alcohol cost me around $220,000. That is a lot of money down the toilet.
Thursday, January 3, 2013
A reason for hope
I had no reason to think life would ever get better other than the hope, that my next drink, would lead me away from the daily drama and misery that had become my life.
Of course we know that never came to pass.
Of course we know that never came to pass.
Discovery
Discovery is the main cog during recovery. Getting to know who we were before alcohol took over is critical in realizing who we actually are.
Gratitude
I am the product of many people caring about me when I didn't. And for that I will always be grateful.
Act I
I was the main act in a show that only I attended. Alcohol gave me top billing while society showered my behavior with negative reviews.
If I could turn back the clock
If I could turn back the clock would time be on my side? Would tears I caused dry up and be replaced with joy? The torment of moments eluded shall forever haunt me so I turn my focus in towards future moments yet to arrive.
Who am I?
A question that tormented me hundreds of times while I was under the influence of alcohol.
A question that was never answered until sobriety became my main stay.
A question that was never answered until sobriety became my main stay.
Gods grace
If it wasn't for Gods grace I would have ended up a painful memory to the few who loved me 17 years ago.
Wednesday, January 2, 2013
Lying all the day long
I survived by lying to everyone I knew and especially to myself. My life was such a collection of lies that when I got into recovery I didn't even know who I was!
Responsibility
I could not be responsible for how much or how often I drank, but at some point I needed to be responsible for getting help from those who knew better than I.
Decision time
We have to decide at some point whether we are going to allow sobriety or drunkenness to dominate the majority of our waking moments.
If we put it off drunkenness will most certainly win out.
If we put it off drunkenness will most certainly win out.
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
All I know
I know no other way but to drink until I can't take another drop. I drink at a speed of 100mph. That is why I drink no more.
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The Lord
The Lord is my Shepard I shall not want.
Alcohol is my executioner from which I have nothing.
Alcohol is my executioner from which I have nothing.
A constant battle
With alcohol out of the picture the only battles we ever really have are with ourselves
New Year
Alcoholism has no calendar, time or space. The misery of years past quickly becomes a part of current time.
A way out does exist through others who have conquered the curse of the bottle.
A way out does exist through others who have conquered the curse of the bottle.
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