Yes. Good stuff everyone.
Congrats to Ironsun and thanks to Lizard of Oz for this thread.
I will use this occasion to manifest a couple of thoughts in digital reality. This will probably turn into a personal, nasty, sobstory, so feel free to skip it. You have been warned
I joined the wagon on August 19th 2014 without knowledge of this thread. I committed to an indefinite time without alcohol back then, but after having come across this thread, I believe one year is perfect. So, for the record, here is my oath
I will not drink alcohol until 19.9.2015
If I slip back into the same habits as before after a whole year sober, I have no options left but to quit drinking forever.
My life before the wagon:
I would drink every day. Every day. The question wasn't whether I would drink, but when would I start and how much would I need to function.
Being in a line of work where alcohol on the job is not exactly unheard of, I would sometimes have an espresso with cognac the first thing in the afternoon (work starts at 3 o'clock PM) If it was a good day, I would wait until it was "socially acceptable" and have beers with coworkers around 8PM (still on the job, mind you).
After work I would bend the rules of the universe just to get a bit more, for a bit longer. I spent money I didn't have, stayed up past times I shouldn't, missed appointments I should have attended, neglected friends and family that I should have taken care of.
The amount of trouble I got into is ridiculous. I shouldn't even be alive, or free (as in, not in prison). I'm deleting words right now, that I have already written, because I don't even want to admit those things - anonymously, on the internet, to like minded people.
Because I had been drinking every day for so long, I actually thought all this drama, violence and negativity was part of who I was.
In my mind, I was drinking away the pain caused by reality. When in reality, it were the effects of drink that caused the pain.
That's what a vicious cycle is. And I had heard it a thousand times, but only now do I realize what it really is - and why it's called "vicious" and not just "cycle".
The amounts I would drink were extreme. No need for details, but it was consistently exactly the amount my body could handle without having to be hospitalized.
During the last months of all of this, I sometimes missed a train to work on purpose, because I felt I couldn't handle the ride. I stood before it, as it arrived, and upon seeing the people inside and the moving doors, I felt nauseated. Once inside, I had to close my eyes and concentrate hard on not throwing up or collapsing. -And that was just a normal day, every day.
What amazes me is that you can actually function like this. Everyone knew what I was doing, and I'm sure I have been called an alcoholic behind my back (rightfully so). Still I did my work very reasonably by my own standards, and way better than most (okay, I'm a cook, not a lawyer, but a respectable one, working in upscale establishments)
The wake-up call came when somebody was promoted ahead of me, who by himself totally deserved it, but wasn't any better than me. I confronted my boss about it (furiously and not exactly sober, like always) and he told me he didn't like my attitude. He said I was constantly angry and unpredictably moody.
My ego deeply wounded I quit on the spot without any back-up plan or money. Only some time after that I realized I had to change.
When even a fellow cook (the worst of all humans) couldn't look past my "habit", then nobody could.
At this point I'm broke, jobless, grossly out of shape, smoking 1 - 2 packs a day and drinking whiskey straight from the bottle right out of bed (I wish I was exaggerating). I'm beginning experience changes in my cognitive abilities (for the worse) - literally brain damage.
3 months and 14 days later:
- My new job pays twice as much as the old one and I'm in the position that I missed when I wasn't promoted.
- I haven't smoked a cigarette since.
- I run, cycle, swim or lift at least 3 times a week - I'm amazed at how quickly my body changed to the better.
- My only current addiction is Japanese green tea and music.
- I have made an almost super-human progress in my Russian studies.
- My mood is stable, my thoughts are mostly positive. Friends are genuinely impressed by the new person that I am.
I could write so much more about so many things. But the main point is this: Between the "me" now and the "me" 4 months ago is only one difference - alcohol.
One drank it, the other didn't. Nothing else changed.
Even after August I never want to get drunk again. I want to be able to blend in on parties, not being the odd-one-out who doesn't drink, but I don't want drink for the effect of getting drunk ever again.
If I relapse after August, getting drunk when I said I only want to drink socially, then I have to quit for good. It is a real possibility, but for now the only goal is August 19th 2015.
Okay, signing off.
God bless you if you read all of this. May the force be with you.