This is such a big topic I honestly don’t know where to start. Alcohol! I could write a book on my relationship with booze. I’m going to break this down into different entries. This is part one. This is going to require some courage from my end as a lot of this is unknown to friends and family but the point of this blog is about being as upfront as possible and put my experiences down as truthfully as I can. A lot of what I am going to write about won’t come as a surprise to some, especially my folks who have witnessed me at my worst. I feel it is good therapy too. I’m going to have to do some digging and get into stuff that is uncomfortable for me to reflect on. I won’t write about my two stints in rehab as I have already covered this (Blog #007) Here we go!
There is alcoholism on my mums side of the family. All four of my uncles drink beer. A lot of beer. They would never admit to having problems and would never get treatment but I have one uncle who has been sober for a few years and does AA every day. I did several AA sessions when I was an inpatient in rehab and it didn’t take long for me to realise it wasn’t for me. I have nothing against it and if it helps some people get through the day then best of luck to them. My grandparents also enjoy a drink. My folks both enjoy a beer and glass of wine but it’s always limited to one or two. I can’t remember ever seeing my parents drunk.
I first got drunk on drinks called ‘Sub Zero’s which I don’t think exist anymore. I loved it! From that day on I would have a love relationship with alcohol. That’s all it took! This was on my mums 40th birthday so without deliberately giving away here age it was about 14 and I’m now 37. Alcohol has been a long term friend with the tendency to screw me over on a regular basis but we always make up.
As with most teenagers I would drink at parties but infrequently. Even at this early age I would always overdo it until I became sick. I was more into pot as a young chap. I would smoke a lot more than I drank and this would continue until I turned 18 which was when I was able to buy alcohol legally. Even then I didn’t do this too often. I wouldn’t drink by myself those days. I had friends back then (unlike now) and I would drink with them. I would frequent Crown casino and the Melbourne pubs, bars and nightclubs with a small group of friends I met while working at Coles. There was no moderation involved here! I had one mate who would go out with me three or four times a week and we would get so intoxicated we could barely walk. I did this, got a couple of hours of sleep and go straight to work. I was now drinking on the job. I would buy three long necks on my lunch break and go to the park where I would skull them down before returning an hour later. I did this a for a long time before people started seeing the signs. My boss brought it up more than once. I never lost a job through drinking.