Update:
Morning everyone. Time for my weekly update.
I'm a mess. Not just with the effects of the quit but with a lot of life issues and my handling of them. 24 days quit, yes, but the mountain I have been hiding from is starting to crumble on me and I am honestly afraid, confused, lost, angry, etc.
I have been putting my girl through absolute hell for a number of reasons. Honesty, behavior, alcohol, lies, it's this web of fuck and she deserves so much better and I truly fear that last night may have been the final nail. Whether for her or myself. I drank and it hit really hard. And it was ugly. I was ugly.
I have struggled with alcohol before and unlike dip, I held on to the I want to be able to have 2 beers. I have done AA before and I will say this, I absolutely hate and despise the AA mentality and kick yourself down, I am so powerless mentality. I want to quit dip outright. I don't want to quit alcohol and not be able to have a beer. But I am now facing that I simply may not be able to. I have run to the bottle or can so many times when I am upset or anxious in order to get that happy buzz and I progressively had 2 beers more and more once I quit. I hid this vice trading from myself. I took the shame of it out on her in many ways. Not just with the addiction and the effects but it caused me to hide all sorts of things. I thought me hiding it was a means to not hurt her but my actions and lack of actions were doing more damage than I could have possibly understood.
I am depressed. I am angry. It's not just the dip. It's this fucking mountain. I receieved notice I'd be out of a job on Good Friday, then notice that now it's been extended to the 12th. Good news as it allows me to find something new. It's only a job and not a life definer but it is still stressful. Part of me is looking at it as a slate clean and I can leave and go start elsewhere on my own where I can find out how I need to do things. I feel like I am just floundering about and allowing myself to be distracted and to hurt others because of it.
Dip, alcohol, going from always wanting sex to now not wanting any, lack of diet, hiding things, being unable to open, what step to take first, resentment of myself and others, there are these barriers that I know I am in control to break down and remove but I don't know where to start. Yes I know man up and do it but everytime I've done it before I've burnt myself out after 2 weeks and slipped.
I don't know what the fuck has happened to me in the last few years. I've lied, cheated, swindled, been a drunk coward, an asshole, and a manipulative fuck and I justified it all as doing so to not hurt others. And it's been the exact opposite.
I don't know what I need. A shoulder. A clinic. Do not say religion please. I am not aethiest (I categorize myself as a Universal Creationalist) but I do not want to use religion. I want to use myself and a tool and I do not see faith in that as a tool.
I am just ranting and I am all over the place. I just need to type. To express. I'll likely add more as the day goes on. I am on the verge of a mental collapse. I can't explain it but I feel like any day is the day the anxiety will hit and I'll have some sort of attack.
I am seriously considering either moving new and on my own bc everything feels so fucking broken and I doubt anyone can or wants to truly forgive me. Especially her now. Do I take the loss of a job, postpone all my bills for a month and do part of my dream, which the Appalachian trail?
Fuck. I don't know what I need. I need something. Swift kick in the ass is here but it's where the fuck do I land and walk to after.
It's to the point that every day on my drive back from work I ask for an accident where someone clips me or the like. Not for death. Not at all. I enjoy life and don't plan on ever dying. (Favorite quote is " I'm not afraid of dying, I just don't want to")
My credit is fucking bunked now. I'm behind on nearly every payment possible. Financially I am destroyed bc of the past 2 years and now emotionally with myself and with others I am completely broken.
For the first real time in my life, I can say this.
I am afraid.