My thing was, I'd ask my friends the next morning if I was dancing last night. And I often did, so whatever...
But then i'd ask if there was music...and sometimes they said "no."
My thing was, I'd ask my friends the next morning if I was dancing last night. And I often did, so whatever...
But then i'd ask if there was music...and sometimes they said "no."
I consider you at 14 months. It's like being on a strict diet and then having a cupcake, you don't gain all of the weight back and have to start over. You've been sober for 14 months.
Also, AWESOME!
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Shit sorry it took me so long to respond to this. I was going for a run. (It's like walking but way faster.) Sprinkles Cupcakes just left a message saying they would actually pay for your plane ticket out here and the first cupcake is free.
But honestly I couldn't be more proud of both you and Sparkie. Even if you stubbed your toe that just means you were taking steps forward.
"Not the victory but the action. Not the goal but the game. In the deed the glory."
Remember when Marcia stubbed her toe at the magic castle?
I broke it. Still hurts. What was that, seven years ago? I wonder if Andy remembers that night.![]()
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Well, after that last admission, I decided to go sober after my birthday (three days after that post) and I've been doing okay so far. It's hard trying to find stuff to fill the time spent normally drinking myself into a stupor and making huge mistakes. The breaking point was making an ass out of myself in front of a gorgeous, completely sweet woman who was into me and invited me to a pre-Halloween costume birthday bash at her apartment. I ended up getting hammered and sucking face with some chubby redhead in a Joan Holloway getup rather than her. It's funny in retrospect on some level, but at the same time she totally has her shit together with a great career and an awesome place downtown, and I'm three years her senior, living with roommates, and just got fired from the cushy job that I hated on Friday.
Anyway, I didn't drink after getting fired, and despite a great severance, I can't afford to be getting shitfaced every day like I was before, so the timing on this ended up sort of perfect. Hoping I have a month by the 20th and don't fall back into that trap. Thankfully I have a good friend who's been through a lot of this (and we had both seen each other at our worst), and she's had my back and gotten me into some solid meetings. Life without the numbness and constant lapses feels weird.
And thanks to all of you who have offered support (especially TimBuktu), even if I found vicarious support through your previous posts. I'm gonna get that Bucky Sinister book as soon as my severance check hits tomorrow.
Awesome. Having someone who gets what alcoholism is actually about, and saw me at my worst, helped me get through the initial struggles. In my experience, it's a problem that gets worse if you are isolated, by choice or circumstance. My mind has the worst ideas and judegement, I wouldn't be here without the people I have in my life that have more experience dealing with sobriety.
Nobody at my job did a second of work on Halloween. It was very distracting. Everyone was drinking beer all day and there was an after-work party followed by a stroll through the West Hollywood Halloween Carnaval (with 500,000 people drinking on Santa Monica Boulevard). I peeled out of there at 3.30pm so I could avoid the pressure - people kept offering me beer all day, I would decline, they would pressure harder...I just kept declining. I didn't want to explain myself. The company made it too easy by offering taxi vouchers so people wouldn't drink and drive and paying for hotels for those who lived too far away. I made it home and hung out with my pets.
Funny thing - my crazy rock 'n roll AA group meets at a bar just a couple blocks down from where I work. (Yes, at a bar. Irony!)
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Jesus, I can't imagine trying to get through the Carnaval without drinking. There are people practically ejaculating alcohol into your mouth there.
I stayed home to help my roommates move out and was rewarded by Domino's pizza and a horrific case of indigestion. No treats, only tricks! Dammit!
17 days today. This is the most sober I've been since I was 15. I like it, except for how much my cigarette intake has increased.
This lady is a couple weeks past her six month mark.![]()
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Congratulations!
My grandmother passed away earlier this year and I grabbed a few of her AA books while we cleaned out her house. Over the holidays I've been going through them a little. Her and my grandfather got sober 38 years ago. They never relapsed and went to meetings religiously for years but no one would have known it (their children certainly never got any amends for their awful upbringing and they never talked about that time). It's interesting to A) read the books from so long ago and B) get insight into that part of their lives.
big book. good book.
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I have a copy of Bucky's book that a family member bought. If anyone wants it for free, just pm me or something. <3<3<3