<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007851194380644652</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:27:24.844-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alcohol Stop Before its To Late!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-alcohol-story.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007851194380644652/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-alcohol-story.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>nickjett</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007851194380644652.post-3864006923738640620</id><published>2008-07-08T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T16:59:15.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think i was about eleven when i first had a drop of alcohol, it was half a can of strongbow. My mum gave it to me after i got back from a birthday party. I loved the taste of it, but never really that much more, maybe the od sip of beer from dad and a snowball at christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was'nt til i was fifhteen i stayed my bestfriends house with another of my friends. We all got drunk, think i must of had 9 bottles of foster's. (Not Much compared to what i drink now!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning i felt my very first hangover, it was horrible! I swore to myself, never again! As you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was always a shy person, once i reached about nineteen whenever i new i was going to meet a girl which i liked, i would have a couple of drinks head start, to boost my confidence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now think at twenty five, i am lucky to find that special person the one i love, but if she only new how much alcohol i drink! I don't think she would leave me but, like most people who are not alcoholics, see alcholics as "Dirty Alcoholics" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always think if i was to of found the one person i truly love sooner maybe i wouldnt be in the situation im in now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But finding road to finding that person i have a number of girlfriends which do not like the person i am when i drink. This reson i have hidden how much alcohol i drink to the one i love so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has seen the person i am once drunk a few times, but only a few! At the moment we don't live together and when she does stay at my house i wait til she sleeps before i drink. I dont just drink i drink til i have blackout, and wake the next day not knowing when i went to sleep! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sometimes wonders why i am not happy in the morning, because i am hungover is the reason. If i told her that she would know for the past one and a half years that was ther reason i wasnt happy in the morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i drink to much but i cant stop it, two weeks ago i managed to stop drinking for a week! Which in my books is good! A week later i have drunk two bottles of wine, one litre bottle of vodka and four bottles of 3litre super cider!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i took a day of sick! The reason being last night i thought, fuck it im gonna get drunk again! Im nearly in tears writing this! Sometimes i think maybe i shoul just kill myself, it would be easier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my girlfriend went to Tenerife on holiday about three months ago. We were having a good time id had a few drinks and so did she. (Like you do on holiday). So she never really saw how much i was drinking. But come the fifth day i got quite a bit drunk and she wanted an early night. She got annoyed that i wanted to go back to the bar and drink some more and we argued!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her i was going to go for a walk. This was'nt my intention, i was going to go to the bar have one final drink, and fall into the sea! I am now crying now, as i walked fom our hotel room, i heared her cry! I couldnt walk no further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have made one attempt before this to comit suicde, this was about two years before i met my present girlfriend. I overdosed on a few pills but nothing happened! I just woke the next day with a hangover! Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am writing this blog post and sitting to the left of my keyboard is a glass of super cider and below my desk is the rest of the bottle. Enough to get me to blackout!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake every day feeling horid! ,my stomach hurts and i can not eat til late the next day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have put on about 2 stone in weight in the past year and a half, i was always a fit and slim person so you can really notice the differnce!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to stop drinking, but iam not going to AA to talk in front of a room full of people. ANd i cant tell my girlfriend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what to do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007851194380644652-3864006923738640620?l=the-alcohol-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-alcohol-story.blogspot.com/feeds/3864006923738640620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007851194380644652&amp;postID=3864006923738640620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007851194380644652/posts/default/3864006923738640620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007851194380644652/posts/default/3864006923738640620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-alcohol-story.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-think-i-was-about-eleven-when-i-first.html' title=''/><author><name>nickjett</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
