I quit using alcohol totally in October of 1974. I was told my skin was turning yellow by a doctor at the University Student Health Office, after an incident when I rolled my car, and got a nasty bruise from the seatbelt that saved my life. I got a cut on my head from the car's ceiling light when I released the seatbelt. Except for my car, there was NO property damage, and nobody else was in the car. Cold turkey was rough, but now it's been almost fifty years. I have two wonderful daughters who appear to like me. My marriage is solid. I did this without Jesus, meds, or counseling...in other words, I "did the bird."
The first year was pretty rough, but as I get better, the craving ended at about the two-year mark. These days I can watch and enjoy people portraying drunks on the teevee without feeling horrible, although sometimes there's a twinge of regret at some of the things I did and said. Way too many people in my life in the period from when I finished my enlistment in the USAF (11/70) until I got sober, will remember me as the always drunk -----. Oddly, I aced graduate-level applied math classes I have NO memory of taking. I can't help this, it's the past, after all.
We're watching the slow death of the GOP in real time.
#1 | POSTED BY QCP
The GOP is already dead and it's name is just being used by the Cult of Trump now.
#7 | POSTED BY JOHNNY_HOTSAUCE AT 2024-03-15 04:25 PM |
Better, the Q-GOP is energy efficient insofar as it eats its own waste.