Wetting my bed because I thought I was in the bathroom. taking 10 times longer to do a project because I couldn't concentrate, Having to hide my beer cans and liquer bottles so family wouldn't find out I had a problem but I think they already knew, anyhow!....

These ones stand out in my mind but I am sure I could add alot more to my own list. The thing to remember is that these are things that occured in the past which is no longer a part of reality, only the present and the future is important because, just think, we have a chance to re write a better script for the rest of our life! We can make a better, happier, movie and throw away the old dvd of our drinking days!

People won't recognize the new you, but they will love you a thousand times more!

God Bless!

Not seeing people cringe when they see me coming

Your liver is shot an it's going to kill you.

Waking up on the floor and not remembering how you got there. Saying things to people that you wish you hadn't said out loud. Not being able to go places or do things with your life because you are too drunk.

Waking up the next day and have no idea what happened last night or how you ended up where you are.
Having your family say "guess you were really tired last night since you completely passed out."
Skipping the kids' various functions because you'd rather be drinking.

Burning myself cooking. That was me.

I don't miss the constant worry of do I have enough, when will I get my next drink, the merry go round of drink, remorse, guilt, shame, drink, guilt, remorse, drink...

So the question is how are you planning on getting better?

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That is a big question I am trying to find the answer to

Breaking the glass door. I remember when I was drunk, I threw something at a glass door and broke it. My son was very young and I am grateful he was not hurt.

I don't miss my wanting to destroy things.

This is a good post. No hate lying awake all night, sick from the poison, having to pee and poo 24/7. Thanks for making me not want to drink at all today!

The honesty of you guys never ceases to amaze me.
Brave and honest and extremely helpful.
Thanx
G.

I hope I will never forget the last night I drank. I would take beers and go in the basement. I also would get all drunk and decide that I needed to cook something. So I decided to cook bacon in a pan on the grill. It was going great , I cooked the first half the pack , and had a good layer of grease going and was about to cook the second half of the pack when I noticed something on the top of the grate next to the pan on the grill... I just couldn't see too well at 2am and decided to pick it up... Well it was the grill brush and it was like the dinasaur that has a bomb on its tail in the cartoon... I had it in my hand before I realized it was Hot. It hurt me so much. That was the proverbial straw. I looked up a meeting and went the next day. That was June 9, 12
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Somehow I was always hurting and sabatoging myself. It was like I needed to be punished. Such weird memories but damn booze was always setting me up and knocking me down. F that