Yep, today is an anniversary of sorts.
One year ago today I went on my last, epic, drunk.
Tomorrow is the anniversary of being sober for one year.
No meetings, no support groups, I just don’t drink anymore by sheer willpower and the Grace of God.
Don’t get me wrong, I do have my moments when chugging a couple of ice cold beers is almost irresistible but I know from experience that once I start, I don’t stop until I pass out.
Watch this guy in the video for a laugh and then think about what I am about to say, I have been so drunk it makes this clown look like a rookie.
I used to black out and still function.
Wake up wondering where the fuck I was at and how the fuck I got there.
I was drinking a fifth of straight whiskey and chasing it with beer every fucking day.
I weigh about one fifty/sixty.
That’s hardcore, I don’t give a fuck who y’are.
I would puke every morning and it got so bad I was puking in anything handy day and night.
I still got up and went to work almost every day too.
They call that functional alcoholism and I was fucking good at it.
I have pretty much lost everything I ever had because of it too.
A marriage, two houses, totaled over thirty cars and have had so many car , motorcycle and personal accidents I have literally lost count but it is well over a hundred by now.It’s called being out of control except I called it life as usual.
One year ago I crossed a big line and came close to losing everything again. My wife especially.
That was enough.
I don’t want to lose her, she is the best thing that ever happened to me so I sat down with a hangover that would kill a mere mortal and did a little soul searching.
I think I made the right decision.
I can see a lot of changes in my life and it ain’t always a bowl of cherries but it is a damn sight better than I probably deserve.I look back at some of my older rants and just laugh now.
I have shit to do so I’m going to go do it instead of thinking about it and looking at it through the bottom of a bottle.
Thanks fer stopping by.