IndyAng71

These last couple of months have been odd..I did not drink pretty much all of november but this last month I have just basically dove off the wagon. Drinking every night again. Haven’t even had the excuse of ‘going out’, since I haven’t been doing anything social. Yet I am feeling really tired. Bored with my drinking self. So I am going to try this again. Had nothing on Saturday because I was too hungover, and nothing last night because it still sounded disgusting. Same today. I’m reading the Alan Carr book again, and getting back into a non-drinking mindset. One day at a time. and I will not drink today.

I did it again…bad weekend. i suck. But, i saw something friday night that is sticking with me. I went to a piano bar with my neighbor, and i’m dancing and not paying attention, all of a sudden i realize she is over at a table near us helping a young girl. A girl who overdid it to the point where she was pretty much comatose. Unresponsive, eyes rolled back, barely breathing…except for when she manages to puke. after about 10 minutes of that, they carry her to the bathroom..her entire body so limp she looks dead. Her friends want to take her home, but my neighbor (who is an ICU nurse) keeps telling them she needs to go to the hospital. The mgmt concurs and says she can’t leave, and they call an ambulance for her.
I’ve never seen anybody like that before in my life. they said she was drinking a lot very quickly, she took a last shot of something and then just fell out of her chair. I have no idea what eventually happened to her…

Alcohol is truly poison…and it can truly kill you. It is so destructive…Why do I continue to do this to myself? I hate it so much. I don’t want to be that girl.

and I was good! I must admit I did not make it through Friday night completely abstaining, but I think I did very well. I had two beers at the beginning of the night and one later, over a very, very long night. I had a great time, danced, laughed, was quite funny to my friends. My sisters were both completely wasted as was sister 1’s boyfriend, and they were all fighting, mad, crying, ridiculous drunk drama over who knows what. I was SO glad that I was not bombed and stupid like that. On the other hand, my guy friend was drunk but downright hilarious, so I was also glad that I was coherent and able to experience his antics. I didn’t make it home until super late, so I still felt a little ‘out of it’ all day yesterday, but not nearly as bad as if I had been drunk.

Wow..it really IS better to be sober – here, there, and everywhere.