Now maybe I'm still well in denial but I was just thinking. It's all well and good to count drinks but what about the so called - 'big picture'. Why drink? Because it feels good, my friends, as we all know.
My psychologist cancelled our appointment today and I'd already organised a couple of hours off work, so guess what I did? Well, it's a beautiful crisp Autumn (i think you call it Fall) day and I was wandering aimlessly. It took a bit of thinking - where does a girl in corporate dress drink alone during the day (I'm intimidated by blokey pubs) - so I wander down to this touristy fish-market by the harbour, buy a few prawns and I had 3 of those mini wine bottles. I had to come back to work so here I am at 3pm feeling, well, rather tipsy and yet still yearning. Yeah, the yearning sucks. Dr Sinclair says "when people are addicted to alcohol they aren't experiencing much pleasure" - sorry, but I reckon this is crap. When you're in it are you really suffering? Because I'm not. I want more because it's good!
Initially I was embarrassed, thinking - god, i'm pathetic, can't I think of something constructive to do. I thought about shopping but, meh. And then, sitting anonymously in the middle of a huddle of japanese tourists, with my ipod up loud, listening to 90's grunge and drinking cheap wine -I felt good. Blissful even. And, you know what - I think we have to acknowledge this. We are LUCKY! We can access this state of bliss just from a few drinks and the problem is that even though the low is, undoubtedly low, the high is high. It's pretty bloody high. I actually don't think we are illogical. They just don't get it.
And so - I'm in two minds. Do I really want to give this up? I'm not getting any sex, or - alas, love. I am lonely, sad - but I've always had a melancholy disposition. I really don't get it when people say "life is this wonderful magical thing" Huh? - we're all going to die, and it's unlikely to be fast and painless! Even your children are going to die. Have you not heard about what people DO to each other?? Maybe I'm hyper-sensitive, but yesterday a man with a knife 'butchers' children in a kindergarten. My heart is broken every day and the only way I can access a state of, 'yeah - it's ok to be alive', is when I'm drunk. So, maybe if I wasn't an alcoholic I'd be a suicidal depressive. Anyway, it's not as though those countries that forbid drinking have created any utopian societies.
So - sorry to get off topic but it seemed like an insight for me. That I can't resolve this issue with the constant - "oh, if only I could be stronger, get this dreaded alcohol out of my life" because it's not the full story. I was soooo relieved that my counsellor cancelled because I didn't have to lie. Why can't I say to him "I love drinking" without feeling guilt and shame? I've never been an aggressive drunk so mostly I hurt myself when I do/say embarrassing things, sleep with the wrong people etc, but most of my favourite memories also involve drinking. Let's face it - everything is better with a drink. My CBT therapy says things like "why not try a bubble bath instead of a drink as a reward at the end of the day". Hmmm. Why not indeed, how many reasons do you want? (Or isn't "because I'm a f***ing alcoholic" good enough??) Of course, I'm Miss Primm to him.
Obviously, we are trying this method because we want to be able to drink if we want to and not get 'drunk' but I think it should be acknowledged that we are giving up something too. I hope I am 'cured' but - to be completely honest - I'll also be a a little bit sad about losing this wonderful ability to access the warm and fuzzy's too. Or does this go without saying and I'm just really dense?
Anyway, I hope this doesn't make anyone feel less inspired or committed but I think it helps me and I hope maybe some others, to say "yes, you have been good and I still love you, and will probably always miss you, but I have to let you go", rather than "i hate you, go away". I feel like gollum with the ring now - "precious, my precious wine" ;0
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