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I am curious to hear others experience about their last drunk. When was it and what happened, and most importantly, did you do what you set out to do?
Part of my process of identifying as an alcoholic was to see that I set out that night of my last drunk to not drink, or to moderate, but I couldn't. I knew I probably shouldn't be drinking. I offered to be the designated driver to go to a party. I figured I'd have one drink or zero. One turned into several, and I drove despite my better judgement. I can't tell you how many hundreds of times I drove under the influence of alcohol and marijuana, though I never got a DUI. I can't tell you how many times I didn't want to drink but couldn't say no, or wanted to stop at a certain number of drinks, but couldn't stop. I kept trying to "control and enjoy" my drinking.
I am glad I learned I need to abstain from alcohol and work a 12 step recovery program. I don't ever have to drink again.
My last drink was February 13, 2005. My sobriety date is February 14, 2005 because it was described to me early on I could count my first 24 hour period of sobriety as my birthday.
Part of my process of identifying as an alcoholic was to see that I set out that night of my last drunk to not drink, or to moderate, but I couldn't. I knew I probably shouldn't be drinking. I offered to be the designated driver to go to a party. I figured I'd have one drink or zero. One turned into several, and I drove despite my better judgement. I can't tell you how many hundreds of times I drove under the influence of alcohol and marijuana, though I never got a DUI. I can't tell you how many times I didn't want to drink but couldn't say no, or wanted to stop at a certain number of drinks, but couldn't stop. I kept trying to "control and enjoy" my drinking.
I am glad I learned I need to abstain from alcohol and work a 12 step recovery program. I don't ever have to drink again.
My last drink was February 13, 2005. My sobriety date is February 14, 2005 because it was described to me early on I could count my first 24 hour period of sobriety as my birthday.
I was considered a chronic alcoholic and was told by my counselors that if I didn't stop they didn't expect me to live much longer. For the first time in years I listened to someone.
I don't think I ever considered "accomplishing" anything at that point other than getting my next drink lined up. That had gotten a lot harder since I lost my place to live in November of the previous year and had been living in an abandoned house; not the best setup for a Minnesota winter.
I was stealing, "boosting" (shoplifting and returning items for cash, thanks Target!), and scrounging drinks, and a little coke from friends.
It's all a bit of a fog, actually, and I didn't know at the time that it was my last drink. I just wanted some relief and it was on my last day in treatment that I actually established the date as 4/13.
Been a long time since I told anyone that, thanks.
So, welcome. It's nice to go through this with other people, right?
My actual last drunk was on my way to treatment on April 10th.
United Airlines was late leaving from my point of origin so I missed my plane in Denver and ended up with a 6 hour lay-over.
BIG MISTAKE to have a lay-over like that. My husband tried to plan my trip so that there wouldn't be a lay-over but since I missed my plane to Orange County (I don't remember being in the bar) I know I drank for all those hours before catching the next plane.
I must have maintained pretty well though for them to let me on the plane but once I got in the air, all hell broke loose from what I'm understanding.
It's not my fault, it's United Airlines' fault. *LOLOLOL*
I ended up in the driveway of some friend's house, passed out in my car, engine running and the lights on.
Sometime that night I had gotten sick fell down and was covered in dirt and sand.
The memory of what I looked like when I looked in that mirror, covered in voimit and dirt with my face bruised for the fall is something I will never forget.
(2 or 3 AM of course.)
I used to make a fool out of myself in front of this person or that person or a couple here and there but NEVER everyone at once.
Easier to quit and let them know I was remorseful than to apologize and drink again the next day! :)
I yelled at God for His HELP the day after I kicked my hubby and He is why I have been sober ever since. :)
NICE SHARE!
God Bless...
Lionel