Yesterday I had what must have been a midlife crisis...
That led to what I'm hoping was a Kundalini Awakening!
But right now I may be too hungover (or embarrassed) to write the whole story!
I learned I was wrong about myself in regards to drinking alcohol! Or should I say I re-learned!
Girl Can't Drink! Period!
Girl's Physiology Won't Tolerate It!
I thought I was cured of "alcoholism" or problem drinking!
Yesterday I proved myself mistaken about that!
Back story:
I've been mostly a sobrietist (no booze) for the past few decades
But I've been in and out of sobriety as a binge drinker
My most recent alcohol-free period was all of 2012 (when I thought I became a permanent sobrietist)
I drank successfully moderately in 2013 and 2014; drinking by myself starting aprox. once a month; but it slowly increased (crept up on me like a thief in the night!)
This year I've been drinking 0-3 times per week
The past couple of weeks I've been drinking every/other day; always by myself
Just yesterday I blogged that I would never drink alone no mo, and that since I'm mostly by myself I'd only have occasion to drink while socializing only a few times a year! Piece of cake! yeah, right!
But then yesterday happened....! OMG. And I did actually start my drinking home alone...
And I will try to follow-through soon and tell the story that goes with this picture from yesterday!
I am grateful for everything.
I am grateful I have four days to detox before starting my 28-Day Super Juice Me cleanse that I've been planning for a while!
Mostly About My FOO (family of origin), And My Recovery From Them -- "If you know your mother doesn't tell you the truth, don't keep acting like she does." ~ Iyanla Vanzant "If you know that your father has a tendency to not honor his word, don't keep trusting he's going to do what he says he's going to do (just) because he's your father." ~ Iyanla Vanzant
2016 Update: I care more about this blog than I do that "they" can read it, otherwise I'd stop writing it and create a new one. As long as they finally leave me and my little family alone, there should be no problem, even though I requested that they don't read it. Since they have no interest in my writing, I'm probably safe. I hope so hard they will finally respect our wishes of no contact. I care so much about telling the truth and bringing healing. I fought my entire life to bring communication, truth, and healing to my FOO. There's nothing left to fight for so I have given up, at age 59. I can now only bring healing to myself and other survivors through my words. I finally went back to work on my heart-wrenching memoir that I wrote in 2012 that I originally wrote for them as my last Hope of getting my beloved family of origin and relatives back. But, There Are None So Blind As Those Who Will Not See