Venting I don't even enjoy alcohol anymore

[TryhardPsychocel]

After a couple of months of alcoholism a lot of the joy and other emotions from alcohol seem to have disappeared, I still enjoy drinking a lot but now it just feels like a complete waste of time.

I used to think about my life and about a girl I used to know when drinking alone, now I bearly think much about anything.

In the past drinking and listening to music was a lot of fun, but now I easily get bored of whatever music I'm listening to. Same goes for other sources of entertainment.

It will suck taking a break from alcohol but the cope isn't working much anymore.

 

[Simba]

It’s never easy to cut down on alcohol.

 

[drowningindenial]

yeah it was a great cope but it fucked my stomach making my life even more miserable. its not worth it.

 

[prajeet88]

Take a break then get back on it. Then break again. That is only way. Ditto for weed or any other substrances. You can maybe alternate, like I do weed days, alcohol days, teetotal days and cross-fading days. Mix some other shit in sometimes and you can cope indefinitely.

 

[CantEscapeYourFate]

Alcohol is poison to your body. Nothing wrong with it occasionally, but when it becomes an addiction, it's dangerous.

 

[Intellau_Celistic]

It's not about enjoying alcohol. It's to prevent the alcohol from overflowing.

When I was a four-year-old, my parents and I lived in a duplex, where my father would hit Mother and damage the walls, resulting in holes near a wooden desk she used for sewing. I recall pouring soap in my eyes at this age to stop them from arguing.

When we moved, my father would regularly come home and argue with Mother over anything he disliked. He broke the windows in our living room as well as the windows in our kitchen, he broke a "Leopard Statue", he broke our kitchen table, he broke plates, he threw Mother's computer and clothes into the garbage bin. He'd regularly pound on Mother's room door(Used for crafts). He'd yell at Mother as he was driving her to work.

My mother, as kind as she may be, used to grab me very forcefully(By the neck, as I was fidgeting with items; I would ache from it) and repeatedly tell me "Do you hear me!?! If people see you doing that, they will think you are men-tally retar-ded!" while shaking me and shaking the item near my eyes. She would tell me how embarrassing it is to have an autistic son who fidgets with items as a form of stimulation. Other times, she would hit me. When I said, "Please don't hit me!" once, she started laughing

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Being Gross has nothing to do with IQ.

Being Gross has nothing to do with appearance.

Being Gross has nothing to do with mental health.

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Being Gross has nothing to do having a paternal figure.


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I have no siblings. The End.