I’ve been familiar with drinking for a long time, but didn’t become dependent to booze for a while. I just drank for fun, and sometimes even opted out. I obviously didn’t need it.
My problem began pretty abruptly, started drinking one night, without the intention of having fun. In fact I kind of got drunk by accident. It was a particularly bad day, but I wasn’t using the alcohol to escape. In a frame of mind where I wasn’t looking for fun though, I found that I liked the whole comfort issue.
I don’t drink to forget though, I drink because when I’m drunk, everything seems to matter and things have worth, at least in my mind. I’m very active and aware when I drink, and am careful to maintain the level of intoxication to a degree where I’m able to do my things. Of course, I’ll get more drunk as the hours pass, but I’m a distance runner, so I’ve learned to adapt to it and go with it, to stretch out the moments of ’‘worth’’, and they get better and better. That took a bit of a while to do, control my intoxication, that is. This is a significant part of my dependency and how it ’‘evolved’’, for lack of better word.
Well it’s hard to explain, I can’t quite do it well. Anyways, while it all started abruptly, there were many gradual changes in the last two years that seem to have dragged me further and further down the spiral, especially in how I view and interpret things.
Currently, I pretty much only exist to drink, and if I really was all nihilist or jaded or wtv before to think that booze was the only thing that gave anything importance, it’s probbaly made it worse by now.
And goddammit I keep restarting this post and over and I can’t explain it. I thought it would be easy actually. I know what it’s like to slide into dependency and how I feel and why and crap, but it won’t come out in words. Or maybe I just think I know, based on what I’ve experienced and am experiencing. See if I was drunk now, (workin on it lawl) things would slide together, and I’d be a little more willing to express things, and that always makes it easier for me. But it’s not happening now haha.
So it’s like, I started drinking heavily because it gave me a sense of worth, and turns the negative into something insignificant. I liked that so I kept at it. Alcohol may accommodate your current mood, but only for a while. Even on shitty days I end up being happy later on, or at least a semblance thereof that seems good enough for me. I know it’s bullshit, but it feels real, so I keep at it. I know I need to get help, but it seems inconceivable to me right now to not drink. That’s the best I can explain for now lol.