Good morning! My name is Lauren, and I'm a grateful, recovering alcoholic/addict. One thing I can never forget is my last drunk, and I say drunk, because it wasn't my last drink. I was going out with a bang, I was on my way to treatment, and they told me not to stop drinking that night before, because they wanted me to be under a doctor's care when I did. I think I went a little overboard that day though, I would buy 2 at a time of the little airplane bottles from the stewardess a couple times on my first flight, then I had to stop at the bar in the airport between flights for a few shots, then a couple more airplane bottles on the next flight. Once I got off the place, I had to stop at the bar in the aiport one last time. That is where I had my last few double shots. A few people in there looked at me funny, but I didn't care. I just knew I would never drink again, or was planning on it. So far I haven't drank since. But I live one day at a time. I went to treament, and was in detox for 10 days, pretty much don't remember the next 3 days. It was pretty rough. But I need to remember that. Yeah, I had a lot of fun party days in the beginning, but in the end, I was drinking to survive, I was drinking so I wouldn't have a seizure from detoxing, I was hiding it from everyone, I was miserable, I hated myself. It wasn't worth what I was putting into it. I have to play the tape all the way through if I were to pick up a drink again today. I would lose everything, but would pretty much be giving everything away. It is a choice. That's all I have for today. Have a great one! Remember, one day at a time!
I'm Lauren. Get inside the head of a recovering alcoholic/ addict.