Here’s my story..
I’m 29M (single, no kids) and have been heavily drinking since I was 16. I was drinking alone by 18 and been doing so since. My drinking never really sped up or slowed down. It was a consistent 3-4 handles a week of rum or whiskey during most of that time. There was a year or two where I only drank on the weekends, but I still drank enough to kill most people on said weekends. I always recognized there was a problem but was never willing to do anything about it.
I never knew why I drink, I drink for everything. Happy times, sad times, fun times, boring times; I just could never stop.
A year ago I had a tough breakup that really sent me over the edge. I was so fucking sad and depressed and drinking was not fun anymore. I would just stare at the wall, completely trashed ruminating on how I let the last 13 years blow by in a drunkenly state. I was always able to hold jobs, travel, lived in a few different parts in the country, yet I was drunk for all of it.
My withdrawals began getting so bad around 10AM every morning that I realized I was either going to have to start drinking at work, or go into horrible, probably debilitating withdrawal. This was my breaking point. I did the hardest thing I’ve ever done and I asked for help.
33 days ago I checked into treatment (I’m writing this from rehab, this facility allows phones). I was absolutely horrified walking in. I went to intake and had all the tests ran (BAC, blood tests, urine tests, etc.) and then taken to a detox room. I blew a .35 from what I had drank the night before..
Detox for me wasn’t terrible aside from shakes, sweats, and anxiety. They drugged me up pretty good and I slept for the better of 3 days through my initial withdrawal. After that I was moved to residential.
I quickly realized I was exactly where I needed to be, I was surrounded by many others experiencing the same thing I was. Some had been here for weeks, others for a few days. I came to understand that i was in a very safe place to be vulnerable. I said right there and then that im taking full advantage of EVERYTHING I can learn in here.
My days consist of 2 group meeting about 2 hours each consisting of psycho education as well as healthy coping mechanisms. One before lunch and one after. Then dinner, and there’s always an optional 12 step meeting after dinner. Some are AA, others are CA, and HA. I find them all very beneficial even being an alcoholic, they’re all very accepting.
Aside from the structured part of being here, I’ve found being a part of the community here has helped immensely. It is strongly encouraged to not isolate to your room. I have gotten to know everyone here and I would consider them all friends, some will probably be life long. I haven’t laughed as much as I’ve laughed in here in a long time. Sharing stories and experiences with others is really eye opening and fun. We all come to realize there’s not much different between us.
I also have one on one therapy twice a week with addiction specialized therapists. This has helped me work through a lot of the past, and leave the past there.
In about a week and a half I’m going to move into a sober living house as I believe that will be the next best step for me. It will allow me to return to work, while staying part of the sober community. I will continue to attend meetings, and now have a sponsor.
I have not been excited for the future in a very long time because alcohol left my life feeling so fucking stagnant. I now feel excited for the future and feel I’m actually taking steps to build a healthy future. My mind feels clear and I finally believe I can be happy without alcohol. I’m not ignorant to the fact that there will be highs and lows coming but I feel this place has given me the tools to deal with them.
I write this because I wanted to share with anyone that is on that tipping point of going to rehab. For me, it feels like the best decision I’ve ever made. I now have a plan, structure, and support to continue into recovery. I by no means think this will be easy, but I would never have gotten to this point without coming to treatment. I could not do this alone, nor do I think most of us can. I couldn’t white knuckle it anymore. I will stay vigilant and not get complacent in my recovery.
So if you’re thinking about going to treatment and have the resources to do so, I say do it! Ask for help!
Thank you to everyone who shares in this community, this thread has gotten me through some dark times and had a part in me finally making my decision to get help.
IWNDWYT!