And so does George. However he hasn't had any of that lately either. My first husband (children's father) was a good man when I first met him. After about 6 years of marriage, (we didn't have kids until then) his sister won a case of Canadian Mist whiskey at the Moose Lodge and gave him a Fifth. He was hooked. What once was a good man who worked to support us (over the road trucker) had now became an out and out drunk. Why I didn't leave him before we had kids I'll never know. Anyway, I ended up being the support of our family and after 26 years together and the drunkenness turning into abuse, I finally had no choice but to leave him. I will always remember him as the good man I loved before he became a total alcoholic when he is dead and gone. Somehow I want to blame his oldest sister for what happened, but she did not force him to take it or drink it. If I could have changed that moment in time, things would have been different; but then I wouldn't have George. He too had a drinking problem until Covid attacked his liver Christmas of 2021. Then he too stopped.
At one time I too drank. Of course I only drank beer, but that's bad enough. I had gotten this attitude that "If you can't beat 'em join 'em." Which didn't help my kids any. I finally woke up one day and realized that I didn't want my grandkids to know me as this person. So I quit April 10, 2014 and I haven't looked back. Sometimes God has to slap you in the face to wake you up so you'll stop what you are doing. And all it took was me popping open a can, taking a swallow and saying out loud, "I don't want this." And 'poof' it was gone. It was just that easy. God is wonderful. Amen.
Amen... I too quit cold turkey... I used to get up in the morning and before even taking a sip of coffee, I'd grab the bottle out of the freezer and take a huge pull from it... One morning I grabbed the bottle and looked on top of my fridge... From left to right I had from a nip up to a gallon and then back down to a nip all empty... I saw that and looked at the bottle in my hand and asked myself what the F are you doing??? I took that 40 dollar bottle and upended it into the sink, grabbed my trash can and swept the top of my fridge free of bottles... Been sober since... 😊😊😊
Coming up on 7 years sober by the grace of God. Now my drink of choice is coconut water. Love the meme by the way. Cheers fren.
Glad you like it and congrats on 7 years... Cheers fren...
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Cheers fren... ☕️☕️☕️
That sounds honest enough.
Yes'm... I'll be the one with a Mt. Dew, OJ, coffee or gatorade in my hand lolol... Good morning btw...
Now that's what I call a good man. Some men don't know HOW or WHEN to let the real bottle down. I know this from experience. God bless.
Going on 37 years... Now to be perfectly honest, I do on occasion smoke some pot but not that often any more...
And so does George. However he hasn't had any of that lately either. My first husband (children's father) was a good man when I first met him. After about 6 years of marriage, (we didn't have kids until then) his sister won a case of Canadian Mist whiskey at the Moose Lodge and gave him a Fifth. He was hooked. What once was a good man who worked to support us (over the road trucker) had now became an out and out drunk. Why I didn't leave him before we had kids I'll never know. Anyway, I ended up being the support of our family and after 26 years together and the drunkenness turning into abuse, I finally had no choice but to leave him. I will always remember him as the good man I loved before he became a total alcoholic when he is dead and gone. Somehow I want to blame his oldest sister for what happened, but she did not force him to take it or drink it. If I could have changed that moment in time, things would have been different; but then I wouldn't have George. He too had a drinking problem until Covid attacked his liver Christmas of 2021. Then he too stopped.
You're a good lady and you have my admiration... George is a lucky man and I'm sure he knows it too...
At one time I too drank. Of course I only drank beer, but that's bad enough. I had gotten this attitude that "If you can't beat 'em join 'em." Which didn't help my kids any. I finally woke up one day and realized that I didn't want my grandkids to know me as this person. So I quit April 10, 2014 and I haven't looked back. Sometimes God has to slap you in the face to wake you up so you'll stop what you are doing. And all it took was me popping open a can, taking a swallow and saying out loud, "I don't want this." And 'poof' it was gone. It was just that easy. God is wonderful. Amen.
Amen... I too quit cold turkey... I used to get up in the morning and before even taking a sip of coffee, I'd grab the bottle out of the freezer and take a huge pull from it... One morning I grabbed the bottle and looked on top of my fridge... From left to right I had from a nip up to a gallon and then back down to a nip all empty... I saw that and looked at the bottle in my hand and asked myself what the F are you doing??? I took that 40 dollar bottle and upended it into the sink, grabbed my trash can and swept the top of my fridge free of bottles... Been sober since... 😊😊😊
Cheers fren!
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Cheers fren... ☕️☕️☕️
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