Back On, Back Off… The Wagon

Yesterday during one of my smoke break from work, I saw a long time friend of mine, who has struggled with alcoholism for many years. He wasn’t drinking at the time, but he did mentioned that he fell off the wagon again. I told him that it’s OK, that he just needs to try harder and work with his doctors to stop drinking. I also added, that I too fell off the wagon and that the last time that I drank was last Wednesday March 31 and that I try to look for activities that keep my crazy mind busy. But on my way to get breakfast this morning, I saw him again and he told me that he fucked up once again. He was drunk as hell and I could see it. I told him that everybody fucks up and that once he stops drinking, he needs to try harder to stay sober.

I’m Still Fucking Up

I know that nobody actually gives a shit or a flying fuck, but I haven’t posted anything in this here crazy and boring blog of mine in almost 2 months. Why? Because I know that nobody really gives a flying fuck what I post anyway. But even after all is said and done, I’m happy to say that today is my 4th alcohol free day and that I’m working on getting some shits in my life together. Other than that, I’m still alive.

Everyone And Their Mother Stinks!

I look around and feel sorry for how pathetic and miserable some people are. They choose to live their lives alone, simply because they blame everyone and their mother for every little bad shit that happened to them from day one, even if in some cases, they as adults are to blame for poor judgement and bad decision making.

I know life is hard… some times, but only because I’m having a bad day or had some bad life experiences… like everyone else, doesn’t mean that I have to take it out on the rest of civilization. The first thing that they need to do is, stop the fucking pity party, grow some cojones and stop blaming others for their own fuck ups, little by little get their shit together and then welcome people into their lives. I know that it is easier said than done, but it is doable.

Peace out my peeps!

Fuck Labels!

Yesterday, I was finally able to figure out why I have never been able to click with AA or call myself an alcoholic. Let me put it this way, I do drink, and when I do, it’s no surprise that I always binge for a couple of days. The thing about my drinking is, that when I do it, I only do it on some, not every, some weekends and never on workdays. As a matter of fact, I can go months without any alcohol and don’t even miss it. I believe that the problem lies, when society and the medical community classifies someone like me as an alcoholic.

To be honest, one thing that I did learn from my research was, that even though I occasionally binge drink, I worry way too fucking much what society and the medical community labels me as, and I have to stop that shit and worry about really important things. Sometimes I do feel that my worrying stems from my OCD, but I really can’t say for sure. So now you know the reason, why you won’t see me posting a lot about drinking and shit.

9 Alcohol-Free Days

Good morning and happy hump day kids, I hope that you enjoy your day to the fullest without letting an asshole fuck it up for you no matter what goes down.

As for me? Based on the app for drunks like me, today is my 9th alcohol-free day and I feel fucking great… WOO-HOO! As the days pass, I feel better and better, because my body is getting rid of all the fucked-up alcohol that I put in it during my last weekend binge. I’ve also been getting into the habit of taking my crazy meds every day, especially Lithium at night. Other than that, I’m chilling like a villain. So what’s up in your neck of the woods?

We Drunks Were Not Created Equal

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Good morning and happy Tuesday kids, I am happy to say that today is my 8th alcohol-free day and I feel fucking great! My only advise to those who want to stop drinking is, to do whatever the fuck works for them. 

In my case, since I’m an on and off weekend binge drinker, I don’t have a problem staying away from alcohol on regular weekdays. Since I’m a beer drinker, even if someone was to offer me a case of beer on a Wednesday, I will gladly turn it down without thinking about it twice. Now, if the same scenario is played out on a Friday evening after work, then the story will have a different ending. Always keep in mind, that we drunks were not created equal.

Like Diarrhea, But Smoother

Good morning and happy Monday kids, it’s official, my first alcohol-free weekend of 2021 came and went like diarrhea, but smoother. Right now, I am super duper happy, because I don’t have to worry about a fucked up hangover or any fucked up regrets, and to be honest, I feel like to Tony the tiger… Grrreat! As a matter of fact, today is my 7th alcohol-free day… WOO-HOO!

The one person who I really have to thank is my better half… my wife of 30+ years, for keeping my crazy ass busy most of the time over the weekend. Because the thing about my weekend binge drinking is, that I do it out of boredom, not because my body needs or wants alcohol, I only do it because most of the time I don’t have shit to do on the weekends, specially the evenings. I’m just glad and happy, that I am were I am right now. Keep hope alive!