Themes of alcoholism: how does it really feel to be an alcoholic?
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Are you or have you been an alcoholic? How would you describe feeling as an alcoholic? If you were to describe to someone how it was to live in the shoes of an alcoholic, what would you say? What factors drove you to alcoholism, or how did you become an alcoholic?
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Answer by Altru-man
I drank my way into my alcoholism one drink at a time. There was a point in my life when I lost control of my drinking once I began to drink. There is a phenomenon of craving that manifests itself in alcoholics that cannot be stopped once the alcoholic takes a drink.There was nothing worse for me than when I attempted to control my drinking, watching the clock, counting time until I could get another drink, terrified I would run out and not be able to find more.
Fortunately for me I was given the gift of being relieved of my obsession to drink by Almighty God and the power of God through the 12 steps of AA. My last drink was Jan 30, 1994 and my life has gotten better ever since. I love being a recovered alcoholic and live every day to the fullest.
What do you think? Answer below!
February 9th, 2012 at 7:39 pm
to shorten a long story: alienation, dissatisfaction,failure,overwhelmed,loss of control,hunger without end, then life starts to get worse.
February 9th, 2012 at 8:16 pm
I was addicted to alcohol for about 25 years. I started drinking at a young age; in retrospect I think to help me deal with growing up in a sick family, but by the time I reached adulthood the addiction had a life of its own. It took over my life, and it seemed for a very long time as though there was no way I would ever be able to kick it. Those were very dark years full of pain, guilt and anxiety; I would not wish such pain on anyone. It was not fun. Ultimately the pain reached the point where I was willing to endure whatever I had to endure to quit, and I put down the drink and never looked back. That was in 1998.
I do not call myself an “alcoholic”, recovering or otherwise, at this point. I do not feel the need for lifelong identification with a problem I left behind over 12 years ago.