What to do on a sober Halloween? Try Al-Anon and a TON of sugar!

27 Oct

5:34 pm

NOT. Today, I totally crashed after my very first Al-Anon meeting. I really have got to do something about the amount of Diet Coke I’m drinking these days. I probably down at least a liter (4 cups, for those of you on THIS side of the pond) a day, if not more. Boo. I mean, it’s a different kind of craving, but I can describe it in one word: irritating. It’s distracting and absolutely irritating to feel the almost uncontrollable, and purely physical, sensation of *needing* sugar (or fake sugar, or whatever). Surmounting that soon. I don’t have enough energy to both consume sugar and then root around for extra-large-sized candy bars, too.

Anyhoo, I had a lovely morning at least. Woke up to another amazing day on the ocean — sapphire blue waters, a sheet of blue sky punctuated by big clumps of white clouds, a gusting wind cooling down the approaching mid-morning heat. Around 10, I went to a large Al-Anon meeting sponsored by Promises in Paradise, that sober conference which, btw, is also putting on an ICE CREAM SOCIAL tonight. I am literally starting to tremble just thinking about how much of my body weight I could eat in ice cream…

So, Al-Anon. It was kind of like an AA meeting in that most of the roster of speakers were also alcoholics and/or addicts. I got the gist of it, which is that these Al-Anon meetings help family members (and friends?) figure out what to do, how to cope, and importantly, how to just let go in the face of someone they’re related to or care about drinking and drugging.

(I can relate, I think. When it comes to my brother and his girlfriend, I’ve “given up” on fixing their co-dependent relationship. And, I can say, I really don’t care that much. It’s not my problem, for real.)

It made me see the toll that my drinking and blackouts and belligerence must have had and is still having on my family and friends. Like, it never occurred to me that anyone COULD be that affected. Why? Because they just didn’t care enough. At least that’s what I thought. It’s MY problem, so why should I have to worry about myself AND other people?, was what I’d always tell myself. Well, this meeting helped me to see — for some reason for the very first time in a way that sunk in — that other people need help recovering, if not actually coping, from the fallout of a drunk’s behavior while drunk. (Actually, I have been thinking about it ever since my boyfriend mentioned possibly wanting to go to one — What’s wrong with YOU? Why would YOU need help? Oh, right, because I’ve harassed you in a raging blackout about a million times.)

Sooooo, who’s dressing up for Halloween?

Oh, God. Last Halloween? Let me erase any ideas of drinking being entertained, my friends. Last Halloween, I decided to fly down to LA to visit an old college friend. Needless to say, I drank the night before flying down. AND, didn’t stop until I passed out (for probably a few hours, maybe not at all, I can’t remember). AND, woke up and continued drinking en route to the airport, AT the airport (beer in the morning, so tasty, right?), during the flight, and then AFTER landing at LAX. This was all before 2 pm. I was sitting next to some guy who was, for some reason (did he not see how drunky drunk I was?) flirting with me and encouraging me to drink more, and then I, flirting back in a drunken stupor, thought it a brilliant idea to ask him to have “one last drink” with me at a bar in LAX near our gate.

Fast forward two hours later, and I come to from my blackout. Apparently, I was wandering around LAX, lost, and my friend was trying to find me, texting me and calling me, to no avail. Somehow we linked up, and I barely remember exiting the airport, sitting in my wet (yes, I pissed my pants) jeans in the passenger seat of his car, and getting back to his place in West Hollywood so that he could leave me to “sleep it off,” which I did. What’s worse than all this happening between the hours of 2 and 5 pm in the afternoon? Pissing my pants in public. A new low. More shameful than shitting my pants (yes, that happened once), seeing how everyone could see my wet jeans, and if they couldn’t, I’m sure they could smell them. TMI, but hey, it’s kind of at least a little bit funny, right?

Oh, yes. Rock on, sobriety and bladder control.

We had a fairly decent weekend, dressed up and went out, all that. I was drinking by the next evening, much to my friend’s chagrin. It took almost a full year for this friend to forget — I knew he forgave me almost immediately, but his irritation, disappointment, and frustration would not allow him to forget. Thank God(dess) for these friends, who are few and far between; I have others who have not been so gracious and empathetic.

Anyway, think before you drink (or, dry drink, I guess!). Happy SOBER Halloween! 🙂

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4 Responses to “What to do on a sober Halloween? Try Al-Anon and a TON of sugar!”

  1. Al K Hall October 29, 2012 at 10:39 am #

    In a meeting the other day,someone referenced a binge where he blacked out drinking a beer in London and woke up with a beard in Singapore. Harrowing story, to be sure. The first time i got drunk, at 18, i pissed my pants so i can definitely relate. Remember the past, but don’t dwell on it, as they say in the program.

    i was especially intrigued by the Al-anon story. Can i ask why you decided to go? It sounds like a great exercise because my thought patterns mirror yours concerning my drinking and other people, so i could probably benefit from this type of meeting. i’ll have to look around locally and check with my sponsor.

    • Drunky Drunk Girl November 1, 2012 at 4:55 am #

      I went to see what it was like, and see if it was something that could help my boyfriend. For the first time, I *really* understood that my behavior while drunk may have truly affected/harmed/traumatized someone else! What a dumbass I am, for it to have taken THAT long for me to think outside myself. Anyway, it was cool-ish. I’m not sure if it applies more to people with family histories of drinking and drugging, or to everyone (friends, spouses, etc.). I would go and see — I think what they discuss are really things that can help everyone relate to other people better. I mean, I came away from it thinking more about my tendency to judge and fix other people’s “problems,” not necessarily alcohol-related…

  2. answerswillcome October 30, 2012 at 12:40 am #

    Oof. I have to admit, it was a little funny reading the previous post wondering if you were a real alcoholic and then reading this one. If it helps you qualify, I know that I’m definitely an alcoholic and I’ve never had anything like that happen to me.

    Also, it’s not just what we do when we’re drinking that affects the people around us, it’s the whole mindset of an alcoholic. Our behavior even when we’re not drinking can be just as selfish and hurtful as when we are. It’s pretty awesome that your bf is interested in going. I think if he were to go to al-anon and you aa, it would really help your communication and recovery because you’d be speaking the same language.

    • Drunky Drunk Girl November 1, 2012 at 2:15 pm #

      All very true. Yes, I smile at my own denial sometimes (much worse, actually, has happened to me while blacked out).

      Al-Anon was…OK…for him. I think what I personally would like to avoid is the “language” and the “platitudes.” They don’t help me, just agitate me with their seeming vagueness. For him, the Al-Anon meeting was a bit moot, since the only other peeps there were those who had grown up in disastrous households, which he couldn’t relate to.

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