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This is a place to motivate each other to control or stop drinking. It is also a place for non drinkers to discuss and share.

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My first Friday (feddit.org)

submitted 1 day ago by mech@feddit.org to c/stopdrinking@lemmy.world

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I quit drinking last Sunday.

This time, not "for a month", or "only on special occasions", or "not at home", or "not during the week".
I tried all those before, many times.
Last week it hit me like a hammer: I'm an alcoholic, and have been for over 20 years. The realization what I had lost to alcohol in all those years made me weep.

And it had reached a point where I could already see the bottomless pit that would swallow my life, looming ahead, closer than expected.
I still have half my life ahead of me, so the only choice was to stop walking towards that cliff.
And that meant: I won't drink anymore. Ever.

What surprised me was how easy the decision was. And the strength of my resolve.

But now it's Friday. I'm off work. It's 5pm.
And for about half an hour, all my resolve was just gone. "Hey you made it through the week, let's celebrate and relax."

I managed to not buy the usual sixpack and bottle of wine on the way home, which feels like a great achievement. But that half hour where suddenly something in me just casually swiped away the decision I had made scared the hell out of me.

I'm strong, but apparently at any point I can just stop being me for a moment, so does that strength really protect me?

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[–] reallyzen@lemmy.ml 2 points 1 day ago

Congrats so far. That Friday 5pm Battle was a Great Victory!

When you're an alcoholic, you stay one, and that is why you can't drink, ...and probably will crave it for a very long time.

I'm almost at 2 years - 22 months and 20 days. And it is still part of me, part of who I am. I know why I don't drink, and I have it reminded to myself very often: as addiction goes, alcohol is so pervasively embedded in society that it keeps our resolve on its toes.

You seem fairly lucid, and you reached your conclusion all by yourself. Congrats on this too, I needed an addiction clinic to get to that point, and then meds to overcome it.

Life without alcohol is quieter, more serene. I miss the stuff of course, but life is just better now.

Nothing protects you but yourself. You know that and you seems to have a good grasp of it.

Enjoy your new life!