Control. That's what I need.
I couldn't imagine never drinking again.
I'm hopping off the Wagon in February to Walk the Line between addiction and having fun.
I've always seen the line but spent too much blissfully not caring if I crossed it or not.
I've considered not drinking at all ever again but quickly dismissed that.
To be honest, I've never been too concerned of the long term effects of drinking, either. Why ? Everyone has something that's gonna kill them.
Apart from my love of Alcohol I'm probably one of the most sensible people I know.
Yeah, really.
It's easy for "certain people" to re-itterate comments made years ago (or more recently) when I've made mistakes (I've made alot) or maybe to keep stating the obvious - Do you think I don't know ?
Well done, pat yourself on the back. Now look at yourself. Do you think you're perfect ? Think you're above critisism ?
You're not. I just haven't started on you yet.
On the other hand, I amaze myself.
At times of reflection when I look at myself and remember all the times I've resisted doing certain things, reacting to those comments those certain people have made . . . Maybe I'm not totally off the rails after all.
Yeah, I've done lots of silly things . . . All lessons in life and I've learned them well.
So onwards ever onwards . . . I've still got a week or so left sober.
It's given me time to think clearly and re-evaluate - but this Wagon's getting stuffy and at times it's difficult to breathe.
Come February I'm opening the door and getting out.