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#1
May 05, 2017, 06:13 PM
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An Other thought that eating 4.5 lbs of boiled crayfish and drinking a 6 pk of Corona and lime would be okay. :/
Now some feel whats the point of getting sober. :/ Mentally ill. |
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#2
May 05, 2017, 08:01 PM
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Hang in there AC2.
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May 06, 2017, 01:08 AM
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((((always changing)))) you can start again
we are here for you!
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I used to rule the world Seas would rise when I gave the word Now in the morning, I sleep alone Sweep the streets I used to own I used to roll the dice Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes Listen as the crowd would sing Now the old king is dead! Long live the king! One minute I held the key Next the walls were closed on me And I discovered that my castles stand Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand |
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May 06, 2017, 07:24 AM
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how you doing ac2
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I used to rule the world Seas would rise when I gave the word Now in the morning, I sleep alone Sweep the streets I used to own I used to roll the dice Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes Listen as the crowd would sing Now the old king is dead! Long live the king! One minute I held the key Next the walls were closed on me And I discovered that my castles stand Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand |
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May 07, 2017, 02:20 AM
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Wow....I thought we deleted this post......
Still trying to convince the Others that we need to stop, especially the Carpenter being he's the one that has to deal with the aftermath at work all day....but he also thinks a beer is a reward for a good days worth of work....ironic, isn't it? We're thinking to do Sunday sober....we're drinking our last one now. 
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May 07, 2017, 04:41 AM
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it's always our "last one" isn't it? lol
AC2 I know you have it rough with the DID and bp but when you are realizing you want to quit can you make a list of reasons why? please don't delete your posts we love hearing from you!
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I used to rule the world Seas would rise when I gave the word Now in the morning, I sleep alone Sweep the streets I used to own I used to roll the dice Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes Listen as the crowd would sing Now the old king is dead! Long live the king! One minute I held the key Next the walls were closed on me And I discovered that my castles stand Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand |
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May 07, 2017, 10:12 AM
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It's Sunday morning and we are psyching ourselves up for a sober day. Not to be funny (too much) the only way we can keep a noticeable note at all times is like a tatoo... there's a shop on the corner...inside the arm and upside down would be a good spot. Thinking... |
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May 08, 2017, 05:30 AM
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hahahhahaha. I say whatever it takes! 
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I used to rule the world Seas would rise when I gave the word Now in the morning, I sleep alone Sweep the streets I used to own I used to roll the dice Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes Listen as the crowd would sing Now the old king is dead! Long live the king! One minute I held the key Next the walls were closed on me And I discovered that my castles stand Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand |
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May 10, 2017, 03:28 AM
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I know....
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May 10, 2017, 03:29 AM
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I still struggle with beer binges on weekends....sometimes during the week ��
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May 13, 2017, 05:59 PM
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Until our mind isn't in the pits of hell....we will fan the flames with alcohol. Mark my words.
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May 13, 2017, 10:55 PM
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I'm gonna be the buzzkiller. Jacky the buzzkiller at your service. We all know it just screws us up more. More anxiety and depression, more confusion, more sickness and less action to change anything. You will get there when you are ready
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I used to rule the world Seas would rise when I gave the word Now in the morning, I sleep alone Sweep the streets I used to own I used to roll the dice Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes Listen as the crowd would sing Now the old king is dead! Long live the king! One minute I held the key Next the walls were closed on me And I discovered that my castles stand Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand |
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May 14, 2017, 12:07 AM
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AC - I got clean and sober many, many times. The last time we knew that the next time would kill us permanently (our heart stopped many times before but always was resuscitated) but without a consensus, how were we going to succeed? Amazingly, fear of our impending death (along with probation from the judge who told me that if I screwed this up she was going to give me the whole 70 years I was facing) allowed us to hang on for eighteen months. I committed to reaching one alter who I knew of from other people and process of elimination with the whole 'missing time' aspect.
I committed to spending the last fifteen minutes before bed talking to whoevertheheckhewas for thirty days. I was on my thirtieth day and I was no closer to reaching this 'other'. Or so I thought. As the fifteen minutes came to a close on the thirtieth day, I remarked, "Well that's seven and a half hours I'll never get back. Who cares? I've done stupider things for a lot longer." Then I turned out the light. Then she screamed. Anyway, we had found co-consciousness. There are others, but she remains the only one I am co-conscious with. I made peace with her and over the next eighteen months we earned each other's trust. She has a connection with the others we don't, and with her on board, we all were. Celebrated twenty-five years clean and sober earlier this week. I hope you find something in this post that is helpful.
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