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Words that best describe me? Hungry Angry Lonely Tired. Those 4 words sum up all that goes thru my mind day in and day out as a recovering alcoholic. I'm hungry to explore the things I have missed in the 12 years I spent struggling alcohol, and am irritated at the same time. I'm lonely as the agony is obvious in those I hurt, and I am so tired of feeling that way. Infrequently it was as if alcohol was the only possible way to finish the agony again, but I knew it was not the solution..
It had only been half a year since I decided I don't wanted alcohol in my life. The more time under the belt, the easier that it'll get. I am assured of that.
I latterly decided to attend support groups twice per week. There are so many great people there who know precisely what I am going through. It appears that these are the nicest, most caring people I have ever met in my life, all who can relate to the issues and the need to resort to alcohol any time trouble finds its way. I also received a sponsor, who is always there, 24/7 when I need her. I feel so sanctified.
It is hard when all these emotions are tied up inside of you. It's just natural to need to resort back to what made you feel good. But I'm too wrinkled, and cannot hide from the discomfort. You see where it has gotten me so far.
So now, I made the choice to seek out those around me for support, and it paid off. Fighting an obsession is an ongoing process that needs commitment and dedication, even years later. Thank the world that there are such great folk there to help. I couldn't have done it alone.
It had only been half a year since I decided I don't wanted alcohol in my life. The more time under the belt, the easier that it'll get. I am assured of that.
I latterly decided to attend support groups twice per week. There are so many great people there who know precisely what I am going through. It appears that these are the nicest, most caring people I have ever met in my life, all who can relate to the issues and the need to resort to alcohol any time trouble finds its way. I also received a sponsor, who is always there, 24/7 when I need her. I feel so sanctified.
It is hard when all these emotions are tied up inside of you. It's just natural to need to resort back to what made you feel good. But I'm too wrinkled, and cannot hide from the discomfort. You see where it has gotten me so far.
So now, I made the choice to seek out those around me for support, and it paid off. Fighting an obsession is an ongoing process that needs commitment and dedication, even years later. Thank the world that there are such great folk there to help. I couldn't have done it alone.
About the Author:
I am a 39 year old mother of two from Virginia. I lost my youngsters, my hubby, and whole world to alcohol, and now I am going through addiction recovery. I took the initiative and am now getting the help I need. I am confident spirituality in recovery will help me to make my life as superb as ever soon.
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