“Just one more” 🤔

Infidel 762 said:
It's progress, not perfection. Back in the 1990s, when I was a functioning alcoholic, I would aim my car at the center of the lane ahead, as if I were driving a boat. I would wake up in the morning to find my clothes a wrinkled mess, heaped in a pile against the wall, while I was still wearing them. Then, I would go outside and check my truck, hoping I wouldn't find any damage. Sometimes, I would just hope it was there to be found…
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It's been said, and I believe, to correct a problem, one has to recognize that there is a problem. I am proud of you and glad you have control. Be an overcomer!(y)
 
22magnum22 said:
It's been said, and I believe, to correct a problem, one has to recognize that there is a problem. I am proud of you and glad you have control. Be an overcomer!(y)
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I read this in some anonymous book;

Here I found an ingredient that had been lacking in any other effort I had made to save myself. Here was—power! Here was power to live to the end of any given day, power to have the courage to face the next day, power to help people, power to be sane, power to stay sober. That was November, 1947. It is now past November, 1954, and I haven’t had a drink during those seven years. More over, I am deeply convinced that so long as I continue to strive, in my bumbling way, toward the principles I first encountered in the earlier chapters of this book, this remarkable power will continue to flow through me. What is this power? With my A.A. friends, all I can say is that it’s a power greater than myself. If pressed further, all I can do is follow the psalmist who said it long, long before me: “Be still, and know that I am God.”
 
Haven’t had a drink since ‘93. I saw what it was doing to people including myself. Unfortunately I couldn’t social drink, it was drink to get drunk. Made the decision after the military to just give it up completely before I went down the wrong road. Kudos to you Jeremy, it’s a tough battle to win for many. Nightmares were prevalent for a couple years afterwards, but they eventually went away.
 
I guess one might say I am lucky-spent 4 days in the hospital with alcohol poisoning the summer of 4th grade after drinking what i thought was apple cider (found it in an abandoned spring house on a camping excursion with 2 buddies that didn't like cider the day before we were to be picked up). Never touched the stuff since!
 
jmeddy said:
I guess one might say I am lucky-spent 4 days in the hospital with alcohol poisoning the summer of 4th grade after drinking what i thought was apple cider (found it in an abandoned spring house on a camping excursion with 2 buddies that didn't like cider the day before we were to be picked up). Never touched the stuff since!
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Your experience with the "cider" reminds me of my experience with tobacco. Favorite uncle cut a Roi-Tan cigar in half and let me puff it for awhile. Never felt so bad so quick, ever. I was 12 yrs. old at that time and made the decision that if tobacco had that effect, I wanted nothing to do with it. One good decision I made in my life!
 
Got up one morning in 1990, looked in the mirror, paused, looked and reminisced of yester years memories and said to self If I don't make some changes in my life It ain't getting better and more than likely a hell of a lot worse. I'll drink 2 beers but, that's the limit!
 
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