In which I have given up all hope of being cured...
Because I no longer care about being cured. Three weeks in, I have not gone nutso since my first dose of nal. I have not had to force myself to stop drinking even once. I have not drank during the day to get rid of hangover, which is new. I just get really tired these days when I have over 6 units or so. No manic high-seeking monster comes out to play anymore. That's why I don't care if I am ever cured. If I still average 6.5 units a day or so, I guess I won't lose as much weight as I would like, but beyond that, I am already past what I had hoped to get out of this pill. Maybe I'll drink a "little too much" from time to time, which I am perfectly fine with. I never wanted to be a teetotaler, just wanted to be in the driver's seat, just didn't want to lose control of myself so badly that every Sunday morning found me apologizing for things that I had no recollection of and sneaking shots when I could just to keep level.
Anyway, welcome to my new life I guess. My general level of anxiety has dropped precipitously. I had a crisis at work early last week. I made all the appropriate inquiries and hammered out what needed to be flattened. I have to say, that was a much better use of my time than alternating between being paralyzed with fear and rehearsing my excuses for why I couldn't get the job done.
I woke up on Sunday, hangover free, at 7:30 in the morning... Are you aware that 7:30 exists in the morning, not just the evening? I wasn't, but I am here to tell you that it does. It's fun to spend, like, 3 hours drinking coffee before remarking to myself "Hmmm, it's 11am. I'd probably be waking up about now, confused about where I am." This is particularly notable as I went to a party on Saturday night that had liquor flowing freely and jello shots all around. I didn't even touch to Whiskey bottle. I DIDN'T EVEN TOUCH THE WHISKEY BOTTLE. That **** is, or more appropriately, WAS my goddamned kryptonite.
Anyway, I feel great. I love this pill. My wife loves this pill. My only concern now is that my second shipment is taking a little long in customs, and I don't want to run out before it gets here. I am committed to never drinking off nal again. I don't miss that high too much. It was more agitating and anxious than enjoyable most of the time lately. I'll probably conserve my remaining pills and try a little AF stretch for a few days. It's been ages since I went on a mini-dryout that didn't come at the tail end of some cringe-worthy self embarrassment.
Once again, thanks Chrissie, EL, HF, Hesster, and everyone who has commented for me here. Y'all are great. Without the success stories posted on this forum, I almost certainly would not have ever made that first order... Instead, I have my life back.... Now just gotta do something with it...
