A Day In The Life Of An Alcoholic/Addict

By admin | May 30, 2011

It’s light so it must be day time I can see it through my eyelids, I don’t want to open my eyes yet because the light hurts them. I can’t remember what day it is my head is throbbing mouth tastes foul I need a sugary drink before I do anything.

What happened last night? No recollection, bad sign! Ok, no alcohol today, give my body a break. I think I’ll go back to sleep, two trammadol may help the head & awful stomach ache.

Several minutes later I jump, oh no my memory is coming back……did I really do & say that, did I really finish off everyones spirits & then take some speed? Oh that & a lot more went swimming, must have banged my head because my hair is all matted & sticky with drying blood.

This was a common event before I stopped, drinking & using, along with guilt, depression, lack of motivation & in the final stages having to spend one day in bed & then the next on a bender. I could really tie one on & was proud of it!!!!!! what a fool, I was ruining my friendships & relationship, except for the people like myself who always need a ‘friend’ to join them. I was that ‘friend’.

I didn’t like myself before I became a drunken addict & liked myself even less once I was one.

I thought I needed a prop first to get me out of the door, then to feel confident enough to engage with people & be ‘good enough’ & after that I simply didn’t care.

I started young, I finished middle aged & tired. I had a full medical checkup & was told that if I didn’t quit my habits I would die…..I decided then that I had had enough I wanted to live.