I have two weeks of sobriety today. After 30 years of blackout binge drinking I feel like I’ve finally reached the crossroads in my life. I’ve known I’ve had a problem for at least 20 years and I have “quit” drinking probably 50 times. The last 4 years things have taken a turn for the worse. After going through a divorce and being alone drinking became heavier and more frequent and then an injury 6 months ago led to a couple of surgeries and a long leave of absence from work. This pretty much turned me into a daily drinker and 9 times out of 10 blacked out by days end. In the last 6 weeks I remember going to bed and feeling like I may not wake up this time. I finally decided to do something about it. I went through a few days of severe anxiety, depression, shaking and insomnia. Anxiety still comes and goes. I know I can’t do this alone, that’s why I’m here. I’m such a recluse it has always been hard for me to reach out. I’m a believer. I’ve cried out to God more times than I can count, only falling back into doing things my way. Anyhow, here I am 14 days in. A quote from Shawshank Redemption comes to mind. “Get busy living, or get busy dying.”
I choose to live!
Two weeks is major! Welcome. Great people. One day at a time you will get better:pray:
