My life had been turned on it's head. After the 28 day programme in rehab, I wished they had advised me that recovery had barely started.
I spoke to friends if I saw them, I went to the pub for a while, it was a regular Friday night thing. But I realised that getting drunk was doing me no favours and and decided that no drink was the answer, I had no choice. No drink meant limited social life but I had no job anyway so feeling left out was just part and parcel of what I would have to contend with for a while.
If someone had just put it in a nicer way, not just don't you realise you are sick, or softened the blow saying I needed to take time out, things may have been different.
I spoke to old flat mate, but I was incredibly depressed and my future seemed bleak. I watched the music channels and we had a pizza but the only music that held my attention was hard rock and I eventually settled for my own company until I felt ready to re-join the working world. I had to go through the whole denial and acceptance phase.