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Greetings from Central Europe, home of the greatest drink on Earth, beer. So great is beer in fact that I almost can’t see past it anymore. It’s well past time now to move on from what has become a serious and consistently worsening situation. By way of introduction to this thread I’ll repost a bit of something I posted elsewhere on this forum. I’ve always been a heavy drinker. It was about eight years ago, when I was about 30, that I started getting drunk outside of normal situations, i.e. at home alone or while working at the computer. Classic progression after that. I don't drink hard alcohol and I don’t drink every single day, but the days where I have just a couple of drinks have almost disappeared now; every third or every second day I drink 4-6 litres of 4.1% beer, like clockwork. At this rate I drink about 70-80 litres of beer a month and, of course, this is rising slightly. I have plenty of things to be afraid of. Intestinal problems always, increased heart palpitations recently. Perhaps scariest of all, I’ve even noted my memory and brainpower fading in the last year. The fiancée absolutely hates the lone drinking in front of a monitor. Occasional work problems. Bladder problems. I nowadays avoid drinking with friends in the pub because it always ends with me saying or doing something inappropriate. Aside from extending my life I would also like to have a child with my fiancée in the near future, something I can’t in good conscience do as a piss-head. So that’s the gist of my sob story. Quitting alcohol, or anything else for that matter, is pretty much impossible for me, because I have some ingrained, irrational and self-destructive insistence on defying that idea, even on days when I could probably get by without a drink. So I started with Naltrexone last week, and I sincerely hope to all the gods that it will be the answer; I’m ready to follow this line of treatment religiously for a year. The first week was not good though. In fact my consumption shot up by 25% to almost 50 drinks, which I guess is about 100 units. The Nal has made me feel quite strange on occasion, sometimes for the better. The first night for example I was only able to get six beers down before it became exhausting. I forced another two down out of defiance, but then went to bed. That feeling has since gone away, unfortunately, but there has usually come a point in a session when that lust for more goes quiet for a while. I know it’s very, very early to make any conclusions, I’m just going to keep dutifully taking my pill and observing myself, and writing about it here. Thanks for reading and for anything you wish to share, and most of all good luck to you!
_________________ Before TSM 70u/week W1 - 100 W2 - 76 W3 - 64 W4 - 100
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