Alcohol, hints, tips, advice etc.

It’s with the heaviest of hearts that I’m posting this , in 2008 I split up with my wife and took a 12 month sabbatical in Long Island NY . I stayed with a mate from back here started work and soon became a regular in the local bar where I was introduced to my mates American friends . I hit it off straight away with Stevie Gunn a real honest and helpful fella more Mancunian than New Yorker . We became the best of mates with plenty of road trips to Gettysburg , Boston and Philadelphia and great times in the city , nothing was ever to much trouble for him . He even became a city fan in return I became a Jets fan , he took me to the games tailgating and I said one day I’ll take you to the Etihad which I did several years ago . He even came to my second wedding in Mexico . Now Steve was a big drinker and have the years have passed I know its got worse, I’ve told him about my brothers problems and he’s promised he’ll seek help . He had a really good job in the city but lost it due to his drinking. We were only talking yesterday and I told him to sort himself out for our road trip to Omaha beach and Normandy . Stevie passed away this morning and to say I’m in pieces is an understatement. I already spoke to my brother and told him I don’t want him to be next , alcoholism is the mother of all addictions. RIP big guy
Wow...that is so sad. And to think we're encouraged to take this drug from an early age. I was given a few weeks to live back in 2004...my liver and heart were suffering. And people say it's "self-inflicted". How can it be if we're all encouraged to drink it? I didn't know, when I had my first pint as a teenager, that I'd develop a problem 10 years down the line.
 
Thanks these bumps prompted me to txt Bryce, hes an Everton fan so thought I'd check in as football back.
 
At my worst, I'd wake up after a few hours' alcohol induced sleep at around 5am....shaking, sweating and panicking like fuck. I would be terrified for some reason. If I tried to go back to sleep, I'd start to hallucinate a little. So I'd reach over and drink as much White Shitening as I could get down me, puke up, drink more, puke up, nose and ears would bleed, drink more and eventually settle. I'd carry on drinking all day with the odd hour sleep.
Fukcing nightmare. I couldn't eat.
Sounds crazy, but I'm glad I eventually got liver disease.
That just sounds like an awful existence.

Hope you are on the mend now?
 

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