Do you want to stop drinking? Is your relationship with alcohol ruining your life? If so, you are not alone. That's why the
drunk cried in the waistcoat
When I drink, I:
✔ I spend a lot of money
✔ If I get carried away, my judgment will fail me.
✔ Doing stupid things
✔ Harm my physical well-being from drinking alcohol
✔ Ignoring my collapsing marriage
✔ I remain numb
✔ I take a vacation at work
✔ Missing career opportunities
✔ I am an unreliable pack
✔ I'm not being fair
✔ I feel bad about people close to me
✔ I can't think clearly
✔ I become paranoid
✔ Feeling depressed and crying
✔ Emotionally unstable
✔ I loop in thoughts that paralyze the mind
✔ Undermining my ability to commit to anything
✔ I didn't stop because I thought I'd get bored.
✔ I'm afraid the reality will be painful
✔ Thought people would think that I was boring.
Active Alkash
Unfortunately, I didn't stop because I was a
functional alkash. He did enough to convince himself that I had no problem. But over time, things gradually changed. Because most of the time I drank
At first, I only drank a glass or two a day. However, it soon became a bottle per day. Then there was a big binge. Most days I drank just enough to self-medicate.
And I got carried away and didn't go home because I was getting worse at home.
Besides, my kids noticed that I drink most of the time.
And it bothered them—it slowly but surely affected the formation of their personalities.
I wasn't listening to anyone. When I was told, I ignored them.
In conclusion
Only when that car accident happened did I wake up. Admitting that he was slowly drifting through an alcoholic, self-healing fog. Moreover, increasingly aware that I am harming people, my marriage, myself and my career. In short, having decided that I am ready to stop. I had to stop.
It is too early to tell, but I already feel healthier, more optimistic and more energetic. I think enthusiastically and ingenuously. Plus, I feel more honest and less depressed. Although I'm still scared and insecure, I feel more responsible. Moreover, I take responsibility for my children. And I'm not hiding anymore.
At last, I know what I should do.
Alkash is outspoken
"A few days ago, I flipped through my school album. He flashed glorious memories of friendship, love and unity in me. As a class, we have been together for over 5 years, and despite all domestic politics, we have been inseparable. Those days were filled with a real energetic me, and I miss that man today. Today, I'm just an alcoholic who tries to spend the day without resorting to his addiction.
I was 16 when I first enjoyed a sip of fresh beer, and I really enjoyed it. But today I know I don't enjoy alcohol. I prefer to use it the way I am supposed to. It's more like a habit I'm not ready to give up. I honestly miss those wonderful times when I enjoyed every sip, which brought a kind of invisible enthusiasm.
Before I graduated from school, I had only my share of drinking parties, but college was something completely different for me. I'm sorry I had to look at my college memories, which were just me and a couple of drunk friends. My days and nights were locked in a dormitory room with a pack of cigarettes and a daily allowance of alcohol. After a certain point, my father had a good idea of my habits, but I was too uncomfortable to ever listen to him. I remember the day my father had the courage to intervene, and all I did was switch off long before he finished talking to me, and that was the last time he tried to talk to me.
I kept dating a college girl who really cared about me. But the idea that she was trying to limit me to my drinking habits couldn't penetrate me. I'm still hoping for a chance to apologize to her for leaving her for this bottle that I gave my soul to and regret. My friends and I spent long hours drunk, but I can hardly remember them, because the only connection that kept us together was our love of alcohol.
Somehow I managed to get a higher education and find a decent place to work. But the environment didn't matter to me, because all that really mattered to me was the time I could rush home every evening to spend the rest of the day with my glass of whiskey. There has never been much in my life since I walked past them all with this glass as my companion. Just like the taste of alcohol, nothing has changed in my life now. All I have left for me is this bottle, and when I look back, I miss life.
For years, when people said I was addicted to alcohol, I just said it was my choice, and I could always give it up whenever I wanted. But it's been a week since I swore to quit, and it hasn't been easy for me. I haven't given up on this habit yet, because it's like the only rest of my life. But when I saw myself and everything I had missed over the years that day, it gave me hope that there was a better place where I could have been without this sip every day, and it encourages me to change. It hurts to stay away from this habit, but if it can give me the life I always wanted to live, I will." And when I saw Jim coming to me, I closed his dairy farm and hid it at my desk, because now he's a different person and we're happy to be together.
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