It’s that insidious thought process of "I can handle it/it’s only one drink" isn’t it? The one that conveniently forgets the lack of control, lack of enjoyment during, and the horrible aftereffects.
Dean
It may take several times of falling off the wagon and getting back on. The important part is not giving up on yourself. I went through this 40 years ago and it took 3 years to make it permanent. YOU ARE IMPORTANT ENOUGH TO NOT GIVE UP. GIVE YOURSELF THE CHANCE…
As the others have said, and as I’ve told you on the phone the past few days- pick yourself up, dust yourself off and get back to doing what you know you need to do. This is a stumble, not a fall from Grace.
I am of the opinion shame is required for you to know how far you fell. And you recognize that is mostly hurts your sons. They will still love you but you know you have fallen and so do they. Like everyone else says, Get up, pick up the pieces and start over. And make it forever this time.
We are rooting for you, but that doesn’t mean we can’t say, "Dean, Dean Dean???"
But remember it is said in love.
Shame, anger, disgust can all point one the right way.
You’re a sentient being and ultimately you either choose to drink or choose not to. We all have self-destructive urges. Embrace your anger and destroy them as they arise.
I’ll turn the reigns over to Neal Stephenson for this one, from The Diamond Age:
“We take a someÂwhat difÂferÂent view of hypocrisy,†FinÂkle-​McÂGraw conÂtinÂued.
“In the late-​twenÂtiÂeth-​cenÂtuÂry WeltanÂschauÂng, a hypÂocrite was someÂone who espoused high moral views as part of a planned camÂpaign of deÂcepÂtion –​ he never held these beÂliefs sinÂcereÂly and rouÂtineÂly viÂolatÂed them in privaÂcy. Of course, most hypÂocrites are not like that. Most of the time it’s a spirÂit-​is-​willÂing, flesh-​is-​weak sort of thing.â€
“That we ocÂcaÂsionÂalÂly viÂolate our own statÂed moral code,†MaÂjor NapiÂer said, workÂing it through, “does not imÂply that we are inÂsinÂcere in esÂpousÂing that code.â€
“Of course not,†FinÂkle-​McÂGraw said. “It’s perÂfectÂly obÂviÂous, reÂalÂly. No one evÂer said that it was easy to hew to a strict code of conÂduct. ReÂalÂly, the difÂfiÂculÂties inÂvolved — the misÂsteps we make along the way — are what make it inÂterÂestÂing. The inÂterÂnal, and eterÂnal, strugÂgle, beÂtween our base imÂpulsÂes and the rigÂorÂous deÂmands of our own moral sysÂtem is quintessenÂtialÂly huÂman. It is how we conÂduct ourÂselves in that strugÂgle that deÂterÂmines how we may in time be judged by a highÂer powÂer.â€
I tend not to comment on these personal issues, mostly because I don’t feel I know you well enough to really have an impact and because I don’t have enough personal ego to think my opinion is that important anyway.
I will make an exception in this case though, mostly just to say that the sun came up today, will go down tonight and you and I will both have lunch. Just as I would caution you not to be too proud of your successes, I would caution you not to be too ashamed of your failures.
Well, I’ve tried several responses and they all seem trite. I hope you get back up on the wagon, Dean. You are an asset to the world and to your sons, too valuable to throw away. Hang in there.
Hang in there, my funk soul brother. Remember, only one perfect man ever lived, and they killed Him for it. Don’t let it happen to you!
Seriously, 370-ish steps up and one step back is not at all bad. Don’t beat yourself up too much. But, of course, don’t let that one step back become a downward slide.
You’re an athlete in training, and 370 days is now your personal best… so far. You’ll better it next time.
You’re not the first person to relapse and you won’t be the last. If people think it’s easy to put down something and develop new coping mechanisms they are dead wrong. You’ll get through this and be back on top of things. If you want to talk let me know.
I stopped. And I never want to do it again. All it showed me was why I quit in the first place. It’s two hours of pleasure followed by days of pain. How ridiculous.
Perhaps the reason I’ve never really had a problem with alcohol is that I never seem to get the "two hours of pleasure" part. I have never understood the appeal of drinking. It muddles my mind, makes me clumsy, makes me say and do stupid things, makes me ill, and then when I finally do get "over" it, it just makes me sick.
It’s like the Calvin and Hobbes cartoon where Calvin’s mom gives him a cigarette and as he lays on the porch gasping and panting after taking a puff, Hobbes looks at him and says "You’d think this would be an easier habit to break."
More or less exactly how I feel about it, but as I said, that’s because I don’t seem to have the initial two hours of pleasure in the first place. My brothers say its because I’m too tight-assed to let go and enjoy myself, and maybe that’s the case, but the end result is that my entire reaction to alcohol is ‘bleh.’
Well, honestly, if it’s that your tight-assed, stay tight-assed. Or it may be that you’ve just got a system that doesn’t respond to what is basically a poison with a few mild health benefits when taken in moderation.
The fact is that I enjoyed my very first drink. I just did. And I’m pretty tight-assed myself in some ways; other drugs that muddle my thinking, make me clumsy, make me say and do stupid things, etc. I actually don’t like. This one I do. And if I keep doing it, I DIE, and I’ve finally figured out that the 2 hours of pleasure are followed by so much pain–not to mention an uncontrollable urge to keep going, even though I’m NOT having any fun anymore at all, I’m still going. It’s total madness, and just no good reason to put myself through it.
It’s been days now and I’m not even thinking about touching it. Good lord, it really is insanity.
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about time to get back on then, right? we’re all here for you.
It’s that insidious thought process of "I can handle it/it’s only one drink" isn’t it? The one that conveniently forgets the lack of control, lack of enjoyment during, and the horrible aftereffects.
It’s why you have to keep on yourself everyday.
So climb back on. It’s that simple.
BTW – you didn’t answer below.
We’d all appreciate an update on your Mom – we’re worrying and praying for her.
I want to say fuck you, you dumb fucking fucker.Â
But you made it 360 and some days.  And I made it made it almost 3. So you’re still kind of an inspiration.
Back to square one….
Just keep a handle on things. You can always choose to step up.
Dean,
A righteous man falls seven times and gets up seven times. The wicked fall once and never get up.Â
There is no growth without fighting for it and losing and winning and losing and winning etc. Keep the faith and G-d bless.
Dean
It may take several times of falling off the wagon and getting back on. The important part is not giving up on yourself. I went through this 40 years ago and it took 3 years to make it permanent. YOU ARE IMPORTANT ENOUGH TO NOT GIVE UP. GIVE YOURSELF THE CHANCE…
As the others have said, and as I’ve told you on the phone the past few days- pick yourself up, dust yourself off and get back to doing what you know you need to do. This is a stumble, not a fall from Grace.
I have faith in you, brother.
Shame isn’t required. It may even be counterproductive.
You are a good man. You can beat this. Get back up and try again.
Be well.
I am of the opinion shame is required for you to know how far you fell. And you recognize that is mostly hurts your sons. They will still love you but you know you have fallen and so do they. Like everyone else says, Get up, pick up the pieces and start over. And make it forever this time.
We are rooting for you, but that doesn’t mean we can’t say, "Dean, Dean Dean???"
But remember it is said in love.
Shame, anger, disgust can all point one the right way.
You’re a sentient being and ultimately you either choose to drink or choose not to. We all have self-destructive urges. Embrace your anger and destroy them as they arise.
I’ll turn the reigns over to Neal Stephenson for this one, from The Diamond Age:
It’s your body. Do with it what you will.
Arnold Harris
Mount Horeb WI
Has anyone checked on Dean yet?
Dean:
I tend not to comment on these personal issues, mostly because I don’t feel I know you well enough to really have an impact and because I don’t have enough personal ego to think my opinion is that important anyway.
I will make an exception in this case though, mostly just to say that the sun came up today, will go down tonight and you and I will both have lunch. Just as I would caution you not to be too proud of your successes, I would caution you not to be too ashamed of your failures.
Hang in there. We need you around here.
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Well, I’ve tried several responses and they all seem trite. I hope you get back up on the wagon, Dean. You are an asset to the world and to your sons, too valuable to throw away. Hang in there.
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Hang in there, my funk soul brother. Remember, only one perfect man ever lived, and they killed Him for it. Don’t let it happen to you!
Seriously, 370-ish steps up and one step back is not at all bad. Don’t beat yourself up too much. But, of course, don’t let that one step back become a downward slide.
You’re an athlete in training, and 370 days is now your personal best… so far. You’ll better it next time.
You’re not the first person to relapse and you won’t be the last. If people think it’s easy to put down something and develop new coping mechanisms they are dead wrong. You’ll get through this and be back on top of things. If you want to talk let me know.
I stopped. And I never want to do it again. All it showed me was why I quit in the first place. It’s two hours of pleasure followed by days of pain. How ridiculous.
Dean:
Perhaps the reason I’ve never really had a problem with alcohol is that I never seem to get the "two hours of pleasure" part. I have never understood the appeal of drinking. It muddles my mind, makes me clumsy, makes me say and do stupid things, makes me ill, and then when I finally do get "over" it, it just makes me sick.
It’s like the Calvin and Hobbes cartoon where Calvin’s mom gives him a cigarette and as he lays on the porch gasping and panting after taking a puff, Hobbes looks at him and says "You’d think this would be an easier habit to break."
More or less exactly how I feel about it, but as I said, that’s because I don’t seem to have the initial two hours of pleasure in the first place. My brothers say its because I’m too tight-assed to let go and enjoy myself, and maybe that’s the case, but the end result is that my entire reaction to alcohol is ‘bleh.’
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Well, honestly, if it’s that your tight-assed, stay tight-assed. Or it may be that you’ve just got a system that doesn’t respond to what is basically a poison with a few mild health benefits when taken in moderation.
The fact is that I enjoyed my very first drink. I just did. And I’m pretty tight-assed myself in some ways; other drugs that muddle my thinking, make me clumsy, make me say and do stupid things, etc. I actually don’t like. This one I do. And if I keep doing it, I DIE, and I’ve finally figured out that the 2 hours of pleasure are followed by so much pain–not to mention an uncontrollable urge to keep going, even though I’m NOT having any fun anymore at all, I’m still going. It’s total madness, and just no good reason to put myself through it.
It’s been days now and I’m not even thinking about touching it. Good lord, it really is insanity.
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