What keeps me from picking up a drink is remembering the looks of disgust on my family's face.
Remembering the looks of disgust on my OWN face the morning after!
Remembering the blackouts I'd have & hours not knowing what I did or where I was.
Remembering the total lack of self-esteem and hatred I felt for myself --- the guilt, shame & remorse.
I could go on and on -- but I think you have the idea. It took a long time to get rid of these feelings, and make amends for my actions. I no longer have to live in fear anymore, which is how I lived for many years. Living sober is the BEST gift I could have given myself!
God bless and stay strong! Hugs, Lee
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