For many years I’ve been a drunk. I have always handled my problems by booze. The only time I could have fun was drunk. I still payed my bills, worked every day, never got in legal trouble. The end of August I got pulled over for a dui. It was the first day of the state fair, and I had spent the day drinking enjoying the fair and making an ass out of myself since it was my first full weekend in months. I drank to much and though I was good to drive. I was wrong. The cop that pulled me over and did something I will forever be grateful for. He had me walk home and leave my car keys in the locked car. That night friends came and got me and I was greatful. But the rest of the night I couldn’t help but think I should have gone to jail. The next morning when I woke up my usual hungover I thought how stupid I had been. I put others at risk risked my freedom and my job that I love for a night drunk. I started to think of how many times I had done that over the years and I started to notice a trend in my life. Hit a ruff patch go get drunk things get worse cause I’m always hungover or drunk, so I get more drunk repeat for a few years then I get “soberish ” while I deal with my drinking problem. Things got a little better then repay cycle. Decided that hungover day enough something has to change. I’ve been sober for 4 months. It might be nothing to most but it’s the longest I’ve went for 17 years. New Years was the first time I’ve spent the night with friends since sober. I thought I would be bored and not enjoy the night. I have never laughed so much in at a bar. And the next morning I woke up not hung but proud that I stayed sober and knew at least some of my friends made it home safe thanks to me be sober. Despite all the crap of 2018 I feel like it was a good year. For the first time in a long time I’m enjoying life to the fullest and not letting the bad drag me down.
truetrue316:
First off, congrats! When I was 25, I went 13 weeks without a drop to prove to a woman that I could. The first couple weeks I had withdrawals, then came crazy dreams- but the 13 week mark I had overcome it. Wherever your journey takes you, be proud that you’ve followed through- that is truly the toughest part.