Hi all,
I only post every now and then, but I've always read and got alot of strength from reading TDS. I won't go into the back story too much, but I'm an alcoholic with depression problems (been taking zoloft now, hasn't done a fucking thing as far as I can tell) and have tremendous troubles with coke, but I've been sober and drug-free (not even pot or a cigarette for that matter) for almost exactly a month, had kept away from the "scene" and I was looking forward to a healthy, happy 2011...
But then today happened. I had finally found a job that I like doing and that keeps me busy, but today they told me that they are switching things around, and the "last to come is the first to go" even though I thought I had been doing a pretty good job at it.
Then, already upset, a ran into a girl I know, a former fiance for whom I had given up blow/alc at some point, and started again, hard, after she left me. And the run-in with her wasn't pretty, at all.
And now I have the phone in my hand ready to call the Man to get hooked up with a few g's....and I'm freaking out. My hand is shaking, and I'm getting desperate to go to the bar. I just want to bump a few lines and drink the hurt away. Fuck, I honestly feel as tho everytime thing is going good, some shit happens to derail it. It seems as tho my life only has two speeds- full throttle and a dangerous mess to myself and others, or slow and sober and just dangerously depressed in my own head.
I don't know where this is going...but I just wanted to get that off my chest. I don't really have anyone to talk to, I live in a new city now, and my family hasn't exactly been supportive with stuff, so I won't even bother.
Thanks for listening. I hope I don't break down today, but shit, sometimes a dude just can't win in this life shit u know
I only post every now and then, but I've always read and got alot of strength from reading TDS. I won't go into the back story too much, but I'm an alcoholic with depression problems (been taking zoloft now, hasn't done a fucking thing as far as I can tell) and have tremendous troubles with coke, but I've been sober and drug-free (not even pot or a cigarette for that matter) for almost exactly a month, had kept away from the "scene" and I was looking forward to a healthy, happy 2011...
But then today happened. I had finally found a job that I like doing and that keeps me busy, but today they told me that they are switching things around, and the "last to come is the first to go" even though I thought I had been doing a pretty good job at it.
Then, already upset, a ran into a girl I know, a former fiance for whom I had given up blow/alc at some point, and started again, hard, after she left me. And the run-in with her wasn't pretty, at all.
And now I have the phone in my hand ready to call the Man to get hooked up with a few g's....and I'm freaking out. My hand is shaking, and I'm getting desperate to go to the bar. I just want to bump a few lines and drink the hurt away. Fuck, I honestly feel as tho everytime thing is going good, some shit happens to derail it. It seems as tho my life only has two speeds- full throttle and a dangerous mess to myself and others, or slow and sober and just dangerously depressed in my own head.
I don't know where this is going...but I just wanted to get that off my chest. I don't really have anyone to talk to, I live in a new city now, and my family hasn't exactly been supportive with stuff, so I won't even bother.
Thanks for listening. I hope I don't break down today, but shit, sometimes a dude just can't win in this life shit u know