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Good Morning Friends! I have been out of touch for a week. Went on a 3-day bender, which took me another 3-days on my back to recovery from. Gone are the days when I could drink and dance all night and go to breakfast in the morning! I study everything I can about addiction recovery, since this is my greatest challenge. I know that as I age, my resistance is less and less- I get drunk faster, and the sobering up is more brutal. Since I take psyche meds, I don't go through the horrors of alcohol withdrawal I used to, and which can be fatal without medication. But the emotional aftermath is dreadful.
What I try to do now is to understand the real "trigger" that drove the urge in the first place, the subsconscious disturbance, the plates shifting at the bottom of the ocean of my consciousness that created the tsunami urge to drink until it becomes a compulsive and I can't resist. I know I need to head it off well before it gets that far, but my brain and my mind are "conditioned" to repeat this self-destructive behavior, which I have been practicing for the past 35 years. Since AA and the Secular Programs don't work for me, I am trying to find my way on my own, working with my therapist.
I will never lose faith that I can change.
Hugs and support.
Some reading keep what fits, file or toss what doesn't right now.
http://empoweringthespirit.ca/cultures-of-belonging/seven-grandfathers-teachings/
J
Instead of going out drinking...what might have you done instead?
Oh and big, big, big, big hugs. No one does that sh*t to themselves, unless they're in some major pain.
Just for me...be extra nice to yourself today...okay? (Then take an hour to clean up some of the mess you've made.) And then back to being good to yourself. It's a balancing act that takes skill to learn.
Behind you 100%. Oh and I'm the parent of two teenagers, so if you curse at me, I'm likely to make you a sandwich and give you a hug, possibly massage your feet. (I've learned teenagers get quiet when their feet are rubbed. Not sure why. But it works remarkably well.)