PinkFloyd
Headphoneus Supremus
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Seems to take no time at all.....
You probably know the lyrics, Pink Floyd "Momentary lapse of reason" and oh how true the "down the hole" part is.
I'd stopped drinking alcohol for 15 months and thought I'd beat it, and beat it good.... everything going SO well until last night when I caned a bottle of (of all things) Kentucky Bourbon.
There was no plan to this, no craving or no reason. I've had this bottle kicking about since I stopped and just thought "sod it, I'll have a glass to see what it tastes like after all this time"
BIG mistake! That "glass" turned into one entire litre and my old "stupid" habits kicked in big style. I managed to destroy the blade on my lawnmower by, stupidly, mowing at 2am and repeatedly driving her across an old tree stump...... I felled a tree (no, I am NOT joking) at 4 am with a chainsaw dressed in nothing more than a pair of underpants and a pair of slippers. Not content with potentially killing myself in a chainsaw / mower accident it appears I came inside, logged onto the net and proceeded to totally slag off one of my best friends in a series of e-mails.
When I woke up this morning and looked out the window it was like "oh my god" when I saw a birch tree laying on it's side on the lawn (surprisingly, it didn't take out any fences / buildings) I got that horrible feeling that I'd done more than just fell a tree and a visit to outlook express confirmed that was the case.... I won't go into detail but will say what I laid down in e-mails wasn't nice, not nice at all
I've spent the entire day "apologising" for my "momentary Lapse" and it looks like I'll be spending the next week clearing up the "tree" from the lawn.
Was it worth it? No. Did I have a good time? No. Do I feel good? No. Why am I writing this down in a public forum? As a reminder that alcohol and me don't mix, whatever I may think and however much I convince myself that "one will be ok" it's just never going to happen.
Hell, I was advising a fellow Head-Fier a few hours prior to opening the bottle and telling him how much better things would be for him if he laid off the booze... a few hours later and I'm outside felling a ****in tree in my underpants, pished as a newt, obviously convinced (at the time) that what I was doing was "right"
I don't know what this does to my 15 months abstinence (apart from relive the nightmare of an addiction, if only for one night, with the associated "long term" consequences resulting from my momentary lapse ) I feel so BAD that I was stupid enough to believe I could just take one shot and that would be that.......
Once that gear gets into my system it's in total control. I just become a dutiful "swallower" powerless to say "no" to it, it just seems right to keep swallowing "at the time".... amazing how my 15 months off the gear means nothing, in the scheme of things, yet my 1 litre last night has caused so much destruction in such a short time.
Thankfully I can "see" the light here and will do my best to go another 15 months booze free, this has hit home that I can't control "it"...... "it" will control "me" if I allow it back into my life.
I still consider head-Fiers as part of my life so thought I'd share, if anyone thinks they've got a problem with alcohol then please PM me and I'll try my best to help, maybe we can help each other.....
You probably know the lyrics, Pink Floyd "Momentary lapse of reason" and oh how true the "down the hole" part is.
I'd stopped drinking alcohol for 15 months and thought I'd beat it, and beat it good.... everything going SO well until last night when I caned a bottle of (of all things) Kentucky Bourbon.
There was no plan to this, no craving or no reason. I've had this bottle kicking about since I stopped and just thought "sod it, I'll have a glass to see what it tastes like after all this time"
BIG mistake! That "glass" turned into one entire litre and my old "stupid" habits kicked in big style. I managed to destroy the blade on my lawnmower by, stupidly, mowing at 2am and repeatedly driving her across an old tree stump...... I felled a tree (no, I am NOT joking) at 4 am with a chainsaw dressed in nothing more than a pair of underpants and a pair of slippers. Not content with potentially killing myself in a chainsaw / mower accident it appears I came inside, logged onto the net and proceeded to totally slag off one of my best friends in a series of e-mails.
When I woke up this morning and looked out the window it was like "oh my god" when I saw a birch tree laying on it's side on the lawn (surprisingly, it didn't take out any fences / buildings) I got that horrible feeling that I'd done more than just fell a tree and a visit to outlook express confirmed that was the case.... I won't go into detail but will say what I laid down in e-mails wasn't nice, not nice at all

I've spent the entire day "apologising" for my "momentary Lapse" and it looks like I'll be spending the next week clearing up the "tree" from the lawn.
Was it worth it? No. Did I have a good time? No. Do I feel good? No. Why am I writing this down in a public forum? As a reminder that alcohol and me don't mix, whatever I may think and however much I convince myself that "one will be ok" it's just never going to happen.
Hell, I was advising a fellow Head-Fier a few hours prior to opening the bottle and telling him how much better things would be for him if he laid off the booze... a few hours later and I'm outside felling a ****in tree in my underpants, pished as a newt, obviously convinced (at the time) that what I was doing was "right"
I don't know what this does to my 15 months abstinence (apart from relive the nightmare of an addiction, if only for one night, with the associated "long term" consequences resulting from my momentary lapse ) I feel so BAD that I was stupid enough to believe I could just take one shot and that would be that.......
Once that gear gets into my system it's in total control. I just become a dutiful "swallower" powerless to say "no" to it, it just seems right to keep swallowing "at the time".... amazing how my 15 months off the gear means nothing, in the scheme of things, yet my 1 litre last night has caused so much destruction in such a short time.
Thankfully I can "see" the light here and will do my best to go another 15 months booze free, this has hit home that I can't control "it"...... "it" will control "me" if I allow it back into my life.
I still consider head-Fiers as part of my life so thought I'd share, if anyone thinks they've got a problem with alcohol then please PM me and I'll try my best to help, maybe we can help each other.....