DiaperedSWE
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I believe in your ability to remain strong.Milianna said:I guess I'm drinking somewhat less now. But I admit that I need alcohol to sleep. My brain doesn't really like to let go of my memories
I have anxiety. I'm happier overall here in germany studying abroad. It's nice to not worry about my parents 24/7. But given that my father is quite ill... I don't know anymore what to do.
Alcohol is a friend to me. Never judges. Never leaves. Never demands anything from me. I miss drinking a bottle of wine a day. I miss it so much.
Sobriety sucks. And I.... idk. When I'm alone these thoughts creep in. Social anxiety sucks.
I'm terrified of unemployment after college. I don't know if I can survive on a retail job salary after graduation where I can survive on if I can't find a job. I don't k ow what to do anymore. I don't know how to function.
I just gave up drinking about a month ago; I never saw it as a problem, I never drank to hide the pain, it was simply a beverage and a path to relax at the end of the day. Then life hit me. I found myself drinking every night, knowing the pain would go away and I would have a short amount of time where I could "be myself" again. I kept lying to myself, saying it wasn't a problem because I could limit my intake and always hold off until 1700; this is how I told myself it wasn't a problem. But the pain would only return later, and sometimes worse that it was; I knew I would not be able to get better if I kept drinking.
Luckily (or not?) I got covid the last time I went to the sports bar next door (which was the same time I decided to give up drinking). Physically, I am very healthy, so I got over it quick with no issue, but I couldn't drink when I was sick and my sense of taste was ruined for ~2 weeks after I got over it, which helped me keep off alcohol for the first few weeks. I haven't had a drink since, and I don't know if I will ever drink again, even after my mental health is in a better place.
The first few days are the hardest; I wanted a drink so bad, I wanted to hide the pain again. I would cry when the pain hit at the end of the day, knowing I couldn't make it go away for a little while. Things have gotten better since then, and now I don't get the urge to drink. Life can be real hard sometimes; all we can really do is stick with it and hope you can find happiness.