It is 2 days later, and I’m still feeling it. What sucks is I didn’t drink that much. The problem is, is that I didn’t eat. I didn’t even have fun at the party. It was me feeling nervous before and the whole time I was looking for people to talk to so that I wouldn’t feel awkward. And then the girl in the other band that I joined ditched me, as she frequently does. I was drunk and so upset that I left without saying bye to anyone (normal for me) and I went into my car and cried. When I held it together enough to drive, I drove to wal mart where I sat in my car and had to wipe tears and mascara off my face. I tried to sleep in my car but my body wouldn’t let me. I was upset because she lets me down a lot and then the party brought up all these feelings about Fred and it was uncomfortable and sucky.
So I drove home. Thank GOD I didn’t get pulled over. Even sober me swears I didn’t drink that much, but without eating that makes it worse.
So the next day, I threw up for half of the day, almost every hour, and was bed ridden the whole day. Today I worked at 7 am and was a complete zombie. All the happy chemicals were zapped from my brain and I was just a corpse going through the motions. I also did a shitty move where I was supposed to have a meeting at 1 pm but it got bumped back to 2:30, we’re only scheduled to 2:30, and since I was so tired and useless I didn’t want to be at work later than expected. So I said I had a doctor appointment and would have to miss the meeting. Normally I don’t have a guilty conscious, but I’ve been thinking about this one today and it does feel kinda shitty. I believe my presence at the meeting wouldn’t have affected much, but it was for a client at work and she’s made so much progress and I mean a lot to her, and I wasn’t there.
I am tired of being tired all the time. Also my stomach has been bloated like a pregnant lady’s for at least 3 years. (could be alcohol related)
I waste so many days being hungover. I never thought of alcohol as a problem as people tell me I’m just a light weight, so I always feel like I’m the weird one around the people I hang out/go out with since I can never drink as much as them. But in reality, it’s fucking up my life. It has taken away from my work quite a bit. I have days where I can’t function like normal and it’s 100% because I drank the night before.
I started researching alcohol and depression and the videos I found are making me cry. I hope I’m not just being a drama queen, but the fact that it’s making me cry means something is hitting home.
I never drank until I was 20 because I have a lot of alcoholics in my family, and I knew why people drink, which is to alleviate social anxiety, so I always wanted to stay sober so that I would feel normal in social situations, but then I tried drinking and have been doing it ever since. Currently, I drink probably 3-4 days a week, 2-4, 5 maybe even the equivalent of 6 drinks at a time.
I was not a very social person before alcohol, and the isolation lead me to deep severe depression. Then I learned about the importance of being social so I started making friends and alcohol just went along with it. Now I have noticed if I’m being social and not drinking, I want to leave. I get bored. I’d rather be doing something productive. Sports and working out used to work for me, but since I had hip surgery my hip is still fucked up and I can’t do those things.
Also I was doing really well after the hip surgery but 5 months afterwards I started seeing a guy and we had/have really rough sex and I seriously wonder if that messed up my hip. Because I love sex so much that I knew it was probably bad for my hip but nothing else matters in that moment. It’s kinda self destructive huh?
I think people in my life would be very surprised to know all of this.
I make no promises or even claims to try to quit alcohol. I haven’t been able to quit in the past and I am not planning on it right now. But I know my feelings about it are changing and I am having revelations about this that haven’t serioulsy dawned on me before this.
Oh, I have a date tomorrow. A second date. Almost 2 weeks ago I went on a date with a man with dreadlocks. I honestly do not like dreadlocks, but he is a sexy man! I was so nervous to meet, I hate first dates, but the date wasn’t terrible and the more I’ve thougth about him, the more I am so attracted to him. We are meeting tomorrow, and I probably won’t want to drink, but I probably will kinda want to. A big bonus about him, he doesn’t drink. I like that a lot. A downfall, on his profile he says he doesn’t want kids. I definitely do, so maybe he will just be a for now type of thing. If I am so lucky to have someone stick around in my life.
Thanks for reading.