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I don't know if I was an alcoholic, but if not I was pretty close. I didn't think I was having fun at a party until I had thrown up at least once, and there were times I was so wasted I went into convulsions. That's another topic, I just want to say I do know what alcohol can do to you.The alcohol issue, fucking A, I don't even know where to start with that one. It's a real problem, I can admit that. Yeah I do it to numb out, I do it to deal with having sex sometimes, all the wrong reasons.
Actually the opposite is true. Saying you need help and asking for it is to refuse to be silenced any longer. It is to say that you and not the abuse will decide your future from now on. It's a way of saying that you refuse to allow what he did to hijack your life.Admitting that I need help is like saying "He wins". At least that's what it feels like in my head.
All these things take time Jay. You have made a LOT of progress since you came here, but give yourself time and be gentle with yourself. No one is keeping a tally on you or looking to judge you. The important thing is to stay on the path, but also to find your own pace and keep safe.I've never been able to just come out and ask for help. The "who wins" thing, I never thought about it that way before... I'll give it some thought.
Goddamn I would love to be able to just come out and ask for help, or confront the old man, or cry, or love something other than alcohol/drugs and my motorcycle!