About the malaise phase, or as it can be more succinctly described , “Meh.” When I first got sober with AA, I took an air balloon ride above EVERYTHING. I was suddenly FREE of daily drinking, over-drinking, hating myself, waking every morning staring into the Face of Regret, breaking daily promises to myself, degrading absolutely
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So tonight I stopped in at a local grocery store to get a few things. It’s the freestanding kind that has a liquor store in it. The thought of going in to buy alcohol didn’t cross my mind, any more than walking up to the smokes counter and buying a pack would (I have never
I knew that I needed to stop drinking but everything that I had ever learned about sobriety left me cold. As a high energy, independent thinker I was not interested in following a program that required I slow down and get humble. Bumper stickers that said “one day at a time” or “easy does it” made me squirm. As I sunk deeper into the muck of knowing that I could no longer keep up with the cool kids and control my drinking I stumbled over my solution on the internet.
I’ll be four years sober in March but it wasn’t long ago that I couldn’t imagine life without wine. My generation has been sold daily drinking as a fashionable pastime with little negative consequence. With all of the fruit flavored vodkas and mommy wines, with the diet conscious cocktails and pink gin, we’ve been encouraged
My leisure time and social life were wrapped around alcohol – every aspect of it intrinsically linked.
I exercised and ate a healthy diet etc but never really felt well.
I often drank to blackout, waking with bruises and injuries of unknown origin. I was lost and alone – hungover was my normal. Emotionally, physically and mentally I was drained.