Alcoholism

Hi, my name is max_sunflower. I'm here because I want to read about other struggles, journeys, victories and more! Also I'd like to share my voice and help uplift whoever I can.

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Hi, my name is Jojo.
I am a new author of a memoir focused on mental health and alcoholism. it took 5 years for my mental health to become stabilized and recovered from alcohol for 11years. My focus is to help others through the process and maintain hope throughout the journey to good health.
#MightyTogether #Anxiety #my book is called DepressionMy book title is The Rope Unravels on Amazon and Barnes&Noble

I thought I’d pop in for a few and see how everyone is doing. A big hello going out to all our new members. You definitely found the right site! It’s been a few busy weeks here. Tackling one problem for my mother in law which left me in bed for 4 days due to the pain. Now dealing with getting ready for my granddaughters graduation on Friday. She still lives in her world of running from responsibility. She’s in for a harsh reality. One thing I’ll add to all members is that one day you’ll see the light. I told that to Jessy almost a year ago and she has grown in leaps and bounds! Once you see the light you end up stronger emotionally,mentally as well as physically. All 3 will come together and must work together as each one needs the other 2. My issues ( I’ll try and put in order as they happened ) Chronic Pain 24/7 due to a work injury and subsequent surgery. ACDF of C-4 through C-7 ( unsuccessful I’ll add )which took my career which I loved. Depression, Alcoholism, ( I’ve been 100% Sober for a little over 3 years now. Considered Suicide multiple times during this period, to add now both knees with torn medial meniscus. As well as Lumbar issues due to degenerative disk disease. But like all of you will , I also found the light. The old me no longer exists. As I’ve said in the past that the injury actually made me a better person. It brought me closer to God, I now take the time and find that it’s the small things in life that are the most important. Things I never took the time to stop and look at. All of you are stronger then you realize! You”ll see. Again welcome to this site……David

Hi, my name is BrownBearMike. I'm here because I am in a Twelve Step program and I want to learn / share about alcoholism. My partner has a mild case of autism.

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Hi, my name is TrackTown089. I'm here because

#MightyTogether #Anxiety #PTSD #OCD #EatingDisorder #ADHD #Alcoholism #SeizureDisorder

For a long time, I was caught in a cycle of eating disorders and alcoholism—trying to numb the pain, trying to find control, trying to feel enough. On the surface, I may have looked fine, but inside, I was crumbling. Shame, guilt, and isolation became my normal. I was exhausted—physically, emotionally, and spiritually.

I tried everything to fix myself. But no diet, no drink, no self-help solution could fill the emptiness inside me. I felt like I was slowly dying, and in so many ways, I was.

I hated myself so much that I starved my body down to about 75 pounds and began cutting my body up as a way to punish myself because I truly believed I was a bad person; that I was damaged goods and that I didn’t deserve to be alive.

One day, as I sat inside a locked eating disorder facility, staring at a glass of Ensure and refusing to drink the nutrients my body so desperately needed, God met me! It was in that place of brokenness, that He gave me the hope, truth, and love I had been so desperately searching for.

In the stillness of that room, I heard Him whisper, “This isn’t the life I have made for you.” It wasn’t a voice of condemnation—it was love, deep and unmistakable. “You were created for more. You were made on purpose, for a purpose.”

The eating disorder and alcoholism had taken so much from me—my joy, my health, my identity. I had been chasing control, trying to fill a void that nothing in this world could satisfy. But Jesus met me right there in my mess—not to shame me, but to rescue me.

John 10:10 says, “The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy. I came that they may have life and have it abundantly.” And that’s exactly what He did—He took the broken pieces of my life and began to make something new. He showed me that true freedom isn’t found in the perfect body or a numbed-out escape—it’s found in Him.

That’s why Easter means so much to me- it’s more than a holiday- Its a reminder that redemption isn’t just a possibility—it’s a promise. Because He lives, I live. Because He conquered death, I can walk in freedom. My story is proof that resurrection still happens.

I still walk the road of recovery, but I walk it now with hope, with purpose, and with the One who overcame the grave living inside of me!

Took a short nap as sleep eluded me last night. Accomplished another ‘ project” yesterday which left me a little sore today. I was surprised over the overwhelming response on my post this morning and hopefully will figure out a way to implement it. I thank all of you for reading and commenting on it. There are things most people don’t realize what a lot of us have or are going through. In my prior life, I was actually a medical professional for 32 years, 14 years working the 7p-7A shift at a downtown ER followed by 18 years with a large Fire department as a Lt/FF/ Paramedic. I was injured in a extrication assignment trying to save the life of a man in a pick up truck with a tractor trailer going off a over pass and landing directly on top of the man’s pick up truck. It took us 1 1/2 hours to get him out. I ended up in surgery after a spinal cord injury in my neck which resulted in a fusion of C-4 though C-7. I ended up being medically retired and was then given a title that I despise “ Disabled”. I learned more from experience then I could ever learn from a book. I can tell you about chronic pain, deep depression, suicidal ideation, and isolation. As well as alcoholism which I turned to trying to cure the pain. I can tell you the look of disappointment as your wife looks at just a drunk. 3 years sober now. I honestly had lost all purpose in life. So yes, I’ve seen it from both sides. Isolation can be the worse. That’s one reason I’m here. I feel I can help others. A isolated person will become depressed and it will spiral out of control. After Hunter died, ( my other Golden Retriever ) that about pushed me over the edge. My wife worked and Hunter was my only friend I had. He never left my side. I bought Buddy out of grief. He’s just the opposite of Hunter though. So yes, that’s why I advocate for other members to reach out to all our newer members and help to emotionally support them. I’ve had to pronounce to many people who had died who couldn’t get the help they needed. It leaves a entire family blaming themselves. Thank you to all who’ve read this far. Yes we can make a difference in others life!…..David P.S. The man in the truck lived and was awarded 3.2 million from anheiser Busch