Originally Posted by
Woodiewacker82
For the last year I had been drinking 6-8 beers during the day and a pint of whiskey every night. Starting in March I have cut it down to almost no liquor at all but still drink 6-8 beers a day and some days more. It’s not easy at all. I quit Copenhagen on thanksgiving and still struggle daily not to buy a can. I hate that these things seem to have such a damn grip on me.
Put it down completely, there are no half measures in quitting alcohol. I did just like you 30-40 times only to fall back. I hit a point where I was miserable, hated it, didn’t enjoy things I always had like hunting and fishing. I started getting gout all the time, slept but never rested, didn’t want to be around anyone. I started praying real hard that God would help me. He did, I got sick as heck offshore one day, slept on the forward seating of my old Mako and finally got home I was just beat, next day I went to work still sick. When I got home I told Emily I needed to go to the hospital. They admitted me for acute pancreatitis, my readings were off the charts. I was sedated, pain management etc. I swore I’d never drink again, and haven’t. It took 6 weeks or more to detox. Emily changed our sheets daily for a month because I sweated so much at night. The skin on the soles of my feet turned black and peeled off, that’s how much of that poison my body had stored in it. And every day I felt better, more rested even if I didn’t sleep much. I slowly started doing the things I enjoyed again, played with my boys more and got right. I missed a lot of life trying to find the answers to my problems in the bottom of a bottle until I realized, they were all in the top of it.
Yeah, dipping and smoking are bad but they don’t take your soul and your health. I probably had as big of a reason to crawl back into the bottle as anyone ever would. I made Emily a promise though and she holds me to it to this day. I’m not exaggerating when I say she took her last two breaths on the 10th anniversary to the minute I took my last drink.
I say this to you or anyone else here, don’t be me. Don’t go through what I went through. And if any single one of you want to talk or ask questions, have someone to confide in or just bitch, let me know. I’ll help any of you struggling with this any way I can. You might not like what you hear, I’m not going to sugar coat it but I’ll pray with you, talk to you or just listen.
Yeah, but do you consider a dog to be a filthy animal? I wouldn't go so far as to call a dog filthy but they're definitely dirty. But, a dog's got personality. Personality goes a long way.
You might take out a dozen before they drag you from your home and skull fuck you to death. Marsh Chicken 6/21/2013
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