Heya guys. I drink around 4-6 bottles of vodka a week. It doesn't effect my social life that much...

Heya guys. I drink around 4-6 bottles of vodka a week. It doesn't effect my social life that much, but I'm starting to feel like I have a problem. Like I'm circling the drain. Have any of you overcome alcoholism, and do you have any advice on overcoming it other than joining AA?

that's your liver saying "HOLY FUCK, I CAN"T DO THIS ANYMORE!"

> Six bottles a week.

Mate your liver probably looks like the surface of the moon.

I think AA might be a good path, if not they can at least point you to someplace else, like a addiction clinic.

I'm only 25(started at 21), my liver still has life in it. I would like to avoid that fate, though. I got down to a bottle a week a couple months ago, but I relapsed pretty hard. I think it might be because I got a new job. I used to smoke weed occasionally and I'm afraid of failing drug tests.

also 25, also an alcoholic
I wasn't even drinking as much as you, maybe 3 handles a week and some beer but my body (maybe my liver) just can't take it any more. six or seven beers and im hardly buzzed but I'm throwing up/ shaking/ sweating for 1-2 days. Still drinking but just started going to AA. It doesn't fix anything but it helps a little

also there's usually, in my experience, plenty of people at AA who don't buy into the God/ religious part and just want to not drink/ help other people not drink

Hey man I did PHP and iop and I still didn't go to meetings, which is why I'm on a two-month Bender

Go to meetings man, I met men that could change my life in those meetings and lifelong friends, their isn't a easy way out, there are pills like Librium but they don't cure shit

Meetings aren't that hard they're actually wonderful place with people understand, there are over 200 meetings per state every week maybe you can find one that fits your schedule

Best wishes

Thanks for the advice guys. I appreciate it.

My aunt drank herself to death on vodka. Good luck

Slowly ween yourself off the alcohol. Only go for 4 bottles next week. Then 3 the following week, then 2, then 1, then a half, and then pour the rest out. Cutting cold turkey may actually kill you. You're gonna crave it, but remember it's better for you to not drink. If you need support to keep yourself off of it, join AA or another group. Or you can talk to an online group that'll support you (pretty sure there is a support group on Reddit).

In the same exact boat as you brotha

Just start tracking it at the very least. Make a conscious effort to wean yourself off of it.

You don't need to plan to quit, but understand your intake and try to cut it down.

The biggest hurdle I've seen is people trying to quit and "falling off the wagon". There is no wagon. You fuck up, you pick yourself up and you start where you left off. People fuck up, forgive yourself. Its a hard habit to kick, but it's better to kick it before it turns into a full blown addiction.

I went from days where i'd have 2 bottles of beer at a bar, grab a 32oz growler for the road, stop at the store and get a 6 pack, have all of that plus a couple shots or a cocktail (had a well stocked home bar), and maybe a super sweet nightcap (12+ drinks a night), to maybe 4 drinks a night in a year.

It took time, and I still had many nights along the way where I ended up drinking far too much at a time. But I'm doing better now. I feel like I've got my shit under control which is all that matters to me. I drink less than most of my friends, but that's ok. And I drink more than my teetotaling sister would like, and that's ok.

It is not a sprint to get better. It is an endurance race. I didn't realize how bad I'd gotten until I put it in perspective. But being in control is worth it!. Finaly this summer I didn't drink throughout all of july. And I still went to bars with gf, still went camping with friends and whiskey, still had a good time. And that control is better than some AA "Never Drink Again" BS.

Take care of yourself. Take control of your drinking. Be honest with yourself constantly about how much you drink. It's a long road, but it's worth it.

>that control is better than some AA "Never Drink Again" BS
I don't buy in to all, or probably even most of AA's steps and shit, but there are different kinds of drunks. Some people can maintain that control but others can't and just can't be around it/ drink occasionally

Also:

The first week is not the hardest. You can white knuckle through a week of reduced drinking.

But week two fucking sucks. You'll look for any excuse to drink.

My best friends dad (like an uncle to me) died in week 2 for me. I wanted whiskey so bad. But I didn't let myself have any hards. I had a couple beers and cried it out. Shit sucked.

But week three was easier. And week four I was having a pretty easy time just not drinking.

Willpower is everything. Be strong brother.

Thanks man. Maybe I'll start making marks on the bottles to let me know how much I've had.

I'm 39. I drink extreme amounts of booze. Plus drugs (mdma, meth, 2CB, acid). It's bizarre. I like can't overdo it. I have a sweet job. Wife. Kids. And it's impossible to kill myself.

Fsg

Homo

>6 bottles a week
>$10 a bottle
>$60 a week
>$240 a month
That's a car payment. You are drinking a cheap car every month. Please stop circling the drain and overcome your alcoholism.

Cars are gay

a cheap car doesn't pacify latent pain

people i know who quit it successfully all did AA

Can improve your life. Not riding the bus keeps me from being even more of an alcoholic

Hush. Your parents are almost .

go to bed kid the adults are speaking

It was rough for me, but I'm 2 years 4 months sober. My journey started when I hit my wife. Id had a dwi and was struggling to function at work, but my straw was coming at my wife violently. I'm not a violent person, but apparently I had messaged an ex (I was in a black out so I only know what I've been told) and she saw my phone. I woke up to go to the bathroom and heard her talking to said ex and apparently that made me snap. I've never in my life felt the need to be aggressive to anyone much less someone I love, but the only thing I can equate to that reaction was my drinking.

I had slowly started changing. Originally the drinking was to relax and destress, but it quickly became a need. I developed tremors and needed more alcohol to keep the tremors at bay. My drink of choice was anything cheap and strong. 3 md 20/20 and 15-20 beers a night was a regular thing for me. I destroyed my career, I was a manager at a major retail store, and I was starting to wreck on my health aside from the horrible bullshit I'd been putting my wife through.

I was always proud of being a strong, independent and reliable person. I'd been on 2 tours to Iraq, people loved being around me because of how charismatic I was and I always took pride in being above the bullshit. I would look down on people you hear and read about, individuals that shit their lives away with drugs and alcohol while you have 7 year olds dying from cancer and would do anything to live to be 8. I had a huge wake up call when I became the thing I loathed and destroyed the sanctity of my marriage.

My wife stood by me, I slowly started to pull myself away. I would minimize the amounts I would drink, while still keeping them strong so that the smaller number was ok. Then I would drink to the smaller amount, but with weaker drinks. Eventually the tremors stopped if I didn't drink for a couple of days.

This is getting long and probably cringey, I guess I just want to say, if I can do it you can.

The twelve steps do not work if you don't have a problem. Be sure you really have an addiction issue before you enter the rooms. It took listening to these bunch of blue pilled cultists for two months before I finally realized I don't have a problem because i'm not nearly as fucked as half of these people. I'm currently in a sober living arrangement along with 20 other men and every day I plot my escape and/or sui. The meetings alone will allow you to understand the meaning of life, the only thing i've found useful from listening to these sheep.. to save you a trip and a headache you come to realize that life is pain and to exist is futile. Every day you will want to note the bullet at the bottom of the next bottle, whether you're sober or not. So cheer up, if life is shit now it sure as fuck gets worse when you get all sensitive and feel emotions and stuff. By the way, if you thought your porn habit was out of hand now..just wait for sobriety buddy. Im beating my meat like it owes me money at least for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. And you thought you jad it had spending that money on booze, I just refinanced my house because I'm hardly breaking even at the booty clubs. I've been throwing change recently just to keep them interested.. good luck friendo

recovering alcoholic here. 5-7 bottles a week. AA is a great program. Coming on 6 months. It's a lot of work, but worth it.

I was about where you were. Get shitty hungover call off work, and start drinking once the hangovers wore off. I got really worried about losing my job and family, that scared me straight. 3 years sober, I miss it sometimes, but then I think of the hangovers, disappointment, ect

I commend you for sticking with it.

This guy makes a solid point

Neither does alcohol

Yeah, it was just a sham. All that pain I was trying to deal with just came flooding into my sober mind, but when I finally got to dealing with it, god, the relief that came with that is priceless.

Going 6 years sober sept. 5th. Was only a weekend drinker. Drunk af every fridays. Stopped cause Jekyll didn't want to deal with Hyde's bullshit anymore. Did not go to AA or whatever. Nothing about being sober bothers me at all anymore. Money stacks fast when you don't convert it to piss and dispair.

Not OP here, but to all the soberfags in here telling their story, thanks.

are you and your punching bag still together?
"Honey, you're the McGregor to my Mayweather"

This. AA has saved millions of alcoholics.

yea like most things AA is what you make it

I was doing the hungover call out thing for over a year, to the point that everyone at work, including my manager and his boss, knew I was a drunk. But they actually kept me on and just tried to help. Then I went on the bender to end all benders and called blackout and quit outright. feelsbadman. That was about a month ago

Yeah, that punching bag saw something in me that others didn't. All I can do is try to make it up to her, I probably won't succeed, but I have to try. She's the reason why I'm sober now and probably still alive. I owe her my life.

Father did the same thing, Ended up getting extremely sick and dying very fast before we even realized what was happening. Stop before you kill yourself user.

Ernest Hemingway drank a quart of whiskey a day

Good for you man, Fuck that dude making jokes. You did the right thing user.

yea, my reasons for drinking was completely driven by pussy and now i have a steady relationship so i seldomly drink anymore. it might be more of a symptom than the actual problem. Do you have depression or extreme stress, are you just drinking to get pussy? if its one of those, try getting help for that and maybe you wont feel the need to drink anymore.

Thanks, man. The judgement is welcomed, though. I won't allow myself to forget the shit I've done and people like that help, honestly. Thanks again, though, it's nice to hear an "'atta boy" sprinkled in with all the, "you're a piece of shit."

Jokes aside I know the gut wrenching feeling of finding out you did fucked up, out-of-character things while blacked out. Low key glad to hear you're still together.

4-6 Bottles of vitamin V are exactly about my habit, although quitting off and on for about 2.5 years now. I lost a good job, not exactly from drinking, but being so depressed some days, I couldn't get out of bed (and then drink).

Then I was hospitalized and almost died. They a called it acute liver inflammation, so not permanent damage like cirrhosis. That gave me some more motivation to quit.

You really don't want to be there, looking like a yellow freak, hooked up to an IV for days, and having to drag that fucking thing to the bathroom every hour of the day. The potassium chloride was just like salt and made me urinate constantly, praying I could unplug it and drag it to the bathroom in time.

Man, gut-wrenching is probably the best way to describe that feeling. Dread, despair, man shit was sobering, no pun intended. Thanks for the kind words, user. Talking really does help and this thread has contributed to that.

AA sucked for me... I recommend some kind of martial arts training. MMA, kung fu, hell even a mcdojo to get started.