I’m a diagnosed schizophrenic that has overcome my battle with addiction and no longer thinks I’ve ever had it? Please help

So, to give a brief rundown I’m a 26 year old male and today marks 110 days sober for me now, which is great news for me, but not so great for my family and here is why! Pretty much dating back to as far as I can remember I’ve always remembered being on medication and seeing a therapist. In fact up until a couple of months ago I’ve had the benefit of getting to see the same exact therapist for my entire life which you would think would likely be best case scenario and something I should be entirely grateful for, but that has unfortunately not shown to be the case and what I’ve uncovered through a recent friendship that I’ve developed is that my family has convinced me that I’m schizophrenic and that my therapist this entire time has been a family friend (I’ve since discovered worse, but we’ll get to that) that they hand picked to keep the lie going in order to protect themselves from the local community finding out what they’ve been doing to me all these years…. relentlessly abusing and neglecting me.

I’ll skip all of the major events for now that took place dating back to my childhood that my parents disgustingly convinced me were not real in order to protect themselves and hit on some later when it makes sense too, but let’s start from recently halting my Haloperidol, beginning my journey with sobriety, and the recent beginning of a new friendship that has brought so much truth and in turn moments of genuine happiness to my life.

Something I’ve always loved doing was taking walks. All times of the day. I’d always start with one very early in the morning at 5AM on the dot, then another at 12PM and one to finish the day at 7PM. I think I’ve just always loved them bc it was a chance for me to do something genuinely normal that I’ve always genuinely loved doing. I think I’ve just always found solace in enjoying something that normal people do as somebody that has been told they’re not normal and that I’m in fact very sick my entire life. Funny that this was something that family stopped letting me do early on but that’s just the type of people my family were. Evil. Anyways, a little over three months ago I began one of my morning walks shortly before beginning my journey with sobriety. I had always come across the same family that would be often times running but sometimes just walking which always seemed very friendly but also oddly familiar at the same time. Was always dark and when I’d encounter them it was never really in a place that was well lit enough for me to be able to make out their faces. Well one of them always had a very distinctive hair style and voice everytime he would occasionally let out a good morning. It wasn’t until this particular morning where I actually was able to cross paths with them in a well lit area and make out who these people were. It was Dog the fucking bounty hunter and his entire fucking family doing morning jogs with handcuffs and all. Before you start laughing, please let me finish (trust me I realize how hilarious this is for an alleged schizophrenic claiming not to be one 😂😂😂😂). The bigger one approaches me this particular morning (I now know this to be Dog’s wife) and says “hey we’ve never caught your name are you from around these parts?” At this point I kinda begin to freak out and acknowledge that this is almost certainly another episode I’m encountering and begin to calm myself. I entertain the fake conversation bc this has always helped me in the past. I finally respond “yeah I’m right around the corner off of ****** street” (I’m saying this in a non serious manner bc even if this was the actual bounty hunter family I know they operate out of Florida and not Wyoming so this makes it just sign number 3 that this isn’t real and another episode). Anyways, she responds with “oh awesome we are right across the way, what’s your name?” I give her my full name bc I know she’s not real and she responds with something that sends chills down my spine “oh my goodness, you wouldn’t happen to be the son of ***** *****” which is my EXACT mother’s full on fucking government name. This isn’t even a name a local would know her by. I obviously begin to understand that this is no shit Dog the bounty hunter’s wife I’m speaking with here and that this isn’t just another “manic episode”. I begin to kinda freak out as she begins explaining to me that they are looking for my mother and that she plans to kill me. I tell her I need to finish my walk and take time to process this and she says “no problem we’ll stop by tonight and help you process this” and takes off at really an unbelievable speed with like a ridiculous amount of handcuffs bouncing off all sides of her (I assume this is how they train speed to chase Hispanics down in Miami)

That same night rolls around and they don’t show up. I’m back to reality telling myself things like “holy shit man you need to start back on your medicine tomorrow” and “Dog’s wife was closing the gap on that Corolla in a 45 at like an unbelievable fucking pace, get a fucking grip of yourself man. Your Mom is not trying to kill you and Dog would’ve NEVER relocated his family business to fucking Wyoming from Florida JUST to save your psycho ass. None of this makes any fucking sense please stop doing this to yourself” I like the way I’m feeling though and I was able to talk myself back into reality so I hold off on my medicine for another couple days and continue on. That’s until Dog shows up three nights later.

I’m watching Lizard Lick Towing to kinda switch it up and take a break from Dog the Bounty Hunter as I’ve obviously begin to worry about my most recent manic episode (or so I thought) when I hear a knock at the door. I approach the door and look through the window to find Dog standing there holding two cups of what appears to be hot chocolate. “You gotta be fucking kidding me man” I say to myself. I open the door anyways and entertain it, like I always would. It’s a way to confront my fears head on and downplay them that way I don’t do anything crazy. “Got time for a talk?” He says. “Ya know what? Hell yeah” I reply. I’m bored and I’m a big fan anyways so why not entertain this manic episode that affords me an opportunity to have a conversation with who is likely a top 10 human being ever, fake or not, this is pretty awesome. We sit down and begin conversating for hours. It was absolutely amazing. Regardless of how real or not I thought it was in that moment, I felt heard for the first time in my life. This guy actually cares about me. Finally after no joke HOURS of conversation with fake Dog (or so I thought) I say “Hey Dog I know you’re not real and this has been fun, but I need to get some sleep” as I gesture for the door and begin to stand out of my seat. “Excuse me?” He exclaims. “If I weren’t real could I do this?” As he makes a manic sounding Facebook post from MY account to try and lure my mother in so he can handcuff her and turn her into I’m not actually sure bc he never said. Holy fucking shit. This is actually real. This is actually my life. Here is the problem. I can’t tell anybody about this bc of how insane it sounds. Regardless of this being reality, I can’t tell anybody about this besides you all. Of course something so batshit insane would happen to the person that has been wrongfully diagnosed and told their entire life that they are psycho. If God is real he hates me. This is so flipping unfair. Now the question begs, what all actually WAS real from my childhood?

We’ve been trying to make a plan for the last couple years now and I’ve been living with them at a local homeless shelter that I’ve managed to sneak them into. They don’t want to risk a plan in which I’m getting pegged for the things they are about to do to my mother. They train no shit every morning and are in the best shapes of their lives but they want this to go cleanly. As I hit on earlier Dog’s wife is actually no shit the fastest fucking person on the planet and will have no issues hawking my Mother down and the party she arrives with. What they’re concerned about is doing this in a manner that leaves jail off the table for me. This is the culminating event for their lives, they’re ready to call it a day they say. The only thing that sucks is that it HAS to be me that drives the wooden stake through my Mother’s heart or else this won’t work (as she is a fucking vampire that can only be killed by her son with a wooden stake yes I fucking know this only gets better for the “psycho person” who isn’t psycho lol). Now it makes sense why the power rangers were visiting me at the bus stop every morning and telling me that I had to take my mother out in her sleep. Now it makes sense why Ms. Rachel visited me a couple nights and told me to play hop little bunnies hop hop hop with my mother’s head with steel toes on. Now it makes sense why Carole Baskin kept visiting me in the break room showing me some good spots to feed a certain someone to a group of tigers. Now I understand why Amelia Badelia kept showing up in my nightly trips to the bathroom and giving me really horrible ideas to take out my mother. I wasn’t fucking crazy. These people were trying to save me from a generational evil. One that will come for you all next if I don’t do something about it soon.

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Hello everyone! I hope this is allowed, but I am in need of some advice. This year, due to limited finances I am making everyone paintings instead of buying gifts. My future SIL is going through sobriety and I want to give her a painting that has an inspirational quote on it. I would like it to be something that would hopefully help her get through each day, because she still struggles from time to time. I was curious if any of you had a special quote or something that helps you continue to heal, because I personally do not have any experience in it. While many people in my family have suffered from addiction to alcohol, they always distanced themselves from everyone and I wasn't a part of it. I just want to do something special for her this year, not only to show her shes cared for, but to show her shes not alone.

Any thoughts and ideas would be welcomed, thank you :)

Here are four keys that have helped me and I believe can help you too if you use them to unlock peace in recovery:

Spending Time in the Presence of God: Spend ample time seeking the way of the Spirit everyday—praying, meditating on His goodness, reading spiritual literature, singing, praising, and worshipping God, honoring, cultivating, thanking Him and developing a relationship with Him. This will give you the emotional and spiritual strength you need; the mountains you see will become pebbles when you do this.

Spending Time in Your Presence: Spend ample time getting to know who you are by embracing solitude, keeping a journal (a silent but powerful confidant you can always look back on to review your progress), and probing yourself. In doing so, you’ll find loopholes you can use to your advantage and gateways to deep revelations and insights that will enhance your recovery. Give yourself ample time to discover who you are and enjoy your presence.

Spending Time in the Presence of Those Who Build You or Add Value to You: You are best without those you feel you can’t do without. Avoiding the wrong emotional attachments will create space in your life for the right emotional attachments to grow and flourish.

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My boyfriend is in pain from herniated discs in his back. He went to the ER and they gave him over the counter medication. (No narcotics) I am a recovering addict to pain pills and because he’s in pain he went and picked some up off a friend. I am trying to be understanding that he is in pain but I’m having a hard time when it wasn’t prescribed and how triggering it is for me… I know he’s in pain so I don’t want to be angry with him about taking them but it’s hard when I know they’re in the house. I’ve expressed before this that I was having a hard time and he still brought them home anyways. Am I being unreasonable for feeling this way? I feel selfish… but it also scares me with the rising cases of OD and lacing of meds that he may get bad stuff.

I recently got sober in college after what felt like I couldn’t go a day without drinking/smoking. I’m 23 days strong but it’s been so hard to learn and keep my brain straight while battling this. I’ll keep going no matter what for my music but it just gets too much. Most friends act like I can just turn a switch and be okay but it’s gonna take a while till my brain works well again. Especially with my interest lacking in the few things I love to do. This is more of a venting post but if anyone has any advice just lmk, I have a break coming up which is gonna be great to get rest and recuperate but I just wanna be able to find love in what I do again. I know it’ll come in time. I pray it comes sooner rather than later.

Your recovery should be the most important thing to you above all else—only God takes the topmost place.

When we get sober, we make amends and reconnect with our families, friends, and communities, which is very positive. However, as time goes on, you might realize you still have more work to do on yourself and that you don’t fit in as well as you thought.

Prioritizing your recovery means walking away from things or people that make you feel less of yourself. Remember, addiction separated you from the world, but the world remained the same while you were isolated. Getting sober integrates you back, but this doesn’t mean the world you left and rejoined has become a better place. Others also need to work on themselves.

Recognizing toxicity in others and distancing yourself from it while working to rid your own toxicity is a crucial part of your recovery journey. You don’t have to maintain relationships that erode your self-esteem, talk to family members who make you feel small, get involved in recurring arguments, attend events that make you feel less of yourself, or do anything that triggers old thought patterns that fueled your addiction. You don’t have to hold onto a job or take a course that makes you feel empty inside—what’s born of God brings joy and fulfillment. You don’t have to follow a path others urge you to take when all you feel and see is emptiness, and you don’t have to keep a sponsor who doesn’t fulfill you, despite program requirements.

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Monday (5 days ago) I had a seizure from trying to quit drinking. I had it in the ER and they gave me fluids and all that to detox. I stayed there for 4 days to make sure I was fully detoxed and wouldn’t have another one.

I’m discharged and home now but I’m terrified of having another seizure. I’m no longer drinking and trying to get my life back on track but I have this constant anxiety of it happening again.

I guess my question is, is it likely for me to have another? Or because I’m detoxed it won’t happen again. Looking for help and reassurance!!

Ps: I’ve only been heavy drinking (every day) for about a year. Mostly wine but past month switched to vodka. I wasn’t eating or sleeping for like 2 weeks before I had the seizure. My appetite is fully back after the ER though

A while ago when I was struggling with a different addition I came across this idea of cultivating ‘intrinsic motivation’ being an effective way to beat it. I applied it back then and was able to be sober for quite a while. The idea how it was presented to me and how I understand was in the form of exercise, how the rewarding effects from it have more power so in the mind you have more motivation for something that I guess enriches dopamine opposed to how drugs impact it.

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I turn 33 this month and have been sober for a couple of years. I started being friends with a group of girls 6 years younger than me who drink and party. When I go out with them I don’t feel pressure to drink but also don’t really relate to them. Sometimes I feel like there’s a big age gap and like they are more acquaintances. In the beginning one didn’t respect my sobriety at first and kept making drinking jokes about me. I bit my tongue but wish I said something.

In 2025 I’d like to make some more sober friends. Do you relate? Do you have only sober friends?

A person who embarks on the path of recovery discovers that it brings numerous increments in their life. The most profound transformations occur within, and over time, these internal shifts begin to manifest outwardly, leading to a more fulfilling life.

The first increment is peace. As you find inner serenity, you break free from toxic patterns and behaviors. You become comfortable in solitude, no longer seeking validation from others. This peace overflows into every aspect of your life. You learn to accept things as they are, and you become peaceful about things that once upset you.

The second increment is acceptance. One of the biggest obstacles to overcome on the path to recovery is denial. Acceptance enables us to surrender to the reality that we are powerless over our struggles, acknowledging that we cannot break free on their own.

The third increment is forgiveness. As we grow in forgiveness, we find liberation from the patterns that previously held us captive. Forgiveness frees us from the cycle of resentment, not only towards others but also towards ourselves. By releasing unforgiveness, we break free from codependent relationships and generational trauma, paving the way for deeper healing and growth.

These are just a few of the increments that one can experience in recovery.

One thing that has increased in my life is peace. I was terrified to spend time with myself, but my relationship with God and resolution to seek out healing and growth is healing that. I spent a lot of time escaping, running away from myself because I never had the courage to face myself. It’s daunting to anyone to face themselves and see how wounded they are.

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Okay so, i absolutely am having bad cravings right now so dont listen to me, but i want to ask a question to people who have quit smoking.

I loved it, it helped me with my anxiety and since then i have felt the need to feel nicotine again and the euphoria it gave me and i ruined it by not pacing myself more, i was on 3 a day before i quit 2 months ago.

I turned 18 a month ago, i was smoking from 15-17, and the entire time i was smoking shit tobbacco, and i never got to buy my own nice shit, and it feels like i spent all that time looking forward to it for nothing, all the guilt and shame of stealing it from my parents, but i quit, for a girl who wasnt worth it, who caused me no joy, it feels like im still doing it not on my terms and it makes me think about her and what she did in the worst way, she promised me she would kiss me if i quit and i never got it, and i would rather be happy and smoke than have her bullshit no showing ass and not smoke.

Ive had no difference in anything in my life, no apparent health benefits, ive let it run its course, but heres the thing aswell, im better off without it obviously, its better for people around me, better for me in the long run and i won't get lung cancer.

I have people who would be disappointed in me if i quit, my best friend and people at college, i would be hurting them because its a stab in the back of thier trust in me, and i dont want to do that to them.

it feels like ive been banned from something i loved and i really miss it, and my question is can i smoke still? Obviously a stupid question, but its been months, im stressed, ive been drinking more to try and feel something similar, and i want to know that if i do will i have to go through all of the bad withdrawals again or will they not come back as bad, its obviously a bad thing but it makes me happy, and with all the shit in my life it was one of the few things that i looked forward to everyday.

Its the wrong choice, i know, i feel like this was more of a vent than anything, but i feel like i need some positive reinforcement.

I try and try and try and feel like I can never get sober. Too many things from life constantly drag me back to drinking/drugs. I hate my life. I hate myself. I can hold down a job, so a functioning addict. But I can’t live life without the escape of alcohol and drugs. It sucks. I want to be sober but I don’t want to deal with life/traumas/etc. It sucks. Sometimes I hope I can just die from my addiction, and not deal with it anymore.

Hello guys, I urgently need your help. I smoked weed continuously for over two years and a lot of problems developed, especially with my brain. I've been sober for 10 months and I'm (very) slowly getting better, but only very slowly. At the beginning, when I listened to aif, my brain could hardly do anything. I couldn't think for myself and couldn't, for example, comprehend or understand a sentence that I read in a book or somewhere else. Sometimes I couldn't even calculate 3 plus 4. I know how that sounds, but it was really that bad. When I stopped I suffered from extreme anxiety for 4 months and then I started to act and think like a child again. My brain was so broken that it could no longer understand anything, neither emotionally nor the simplest sentences. I was like a little child and only did things that brought me joy (e.g. eating sweets, gaming, etc.) without being able to think about whether something was good or bad for me. I couldn't make any rational decisions and was extremely slow in all areas and forms of thinking. My brain also had problems processing and classifying and naming things. As an example, there are two metal rods in front of you but you only recognize one even though they are right next to each other. You can neither recognize nor process the length, the shape or any other properties of these metal rods, you only know that there is something long gray there and you only discovered the second metal rod by chance even though they are right next to each other.It's slowly getting better again, but I'm noticing more and more what's broken in my brain and my psyche. Above all, I notice how much of my actual intelligence I have lost. I'm 22 and I've currently started training to be a carpenter but I don't think I'll be able to do it because of the problems I've gotten from smoking weed. Sometimes I don't understand the simplest things and sometimes I still have the problem that my brain can't think and that causes me big problems in my training. Is it possible for everything to recover and at least largely return to the way it was or will it stay like that forever? Are there any ways to bring back the old intelligence (other than education) and effectively repair the brain? I want to take some LSD and hope that it will expand my mind a little and make me a little more emotionally stable and repaired. Would that work or would it do more harm than good to my brain? I don't plan on taking a lot, just microdosing moderately. Is there perhaps some kind of therapy to repair the brain? Have any of you had similar experiences as me whose brain was also so broken? Can you tell me how things went for you and whether everything has recovered for you?

So I (30F) have been 5 years sober as of December 19th of this month from ice, I won't use it's actual terms because I know it can be a trigger for some who are just getting off of it. Backstory: I was badly abused by an ex he tried to UNALIVE me just 3 days of sobriety in 2019. Ever since, I've had horrible delusions with my current partner (45M) like he's secretly cheating on me ECT down to thinking I can hear someone on the other side with him. I feel horrible as there's never signs of another ever physically. I love day to day with worry and hate towards myself. Every time I bring up how I feel towards any "negative" situation he gets mad and yells "why not go use again" I don't ever want to touch that stuff again. I feel like I'm alone and have isolated myself from a lot of people. Now currently, I have been less motivated by any adult actions with him in the bedroom to the point I'm almost always never "turned on" and I feel horrible as I do want to do things with him and I just cant help shake the feeling something is wrong with me as he keeps telling me "there's something wrong with u your not as bla bla bla as you used to" it makes me feel horrible. Has anyone (specifically women) gone thru something similar with their body when it's not no one's fault? Or am I going insane. Some times I can get very active in that sense, but most of the time it's like I'm completely numb to the thought of it all.

My personal experience with marijuana has given me a unique perspective on its effects. While many view it as harmless or even beneficial, I’ve witnessed firsthand how it can be a gateway to a darker path. For me, smoking marijuana marked a turning point in my life, leading to a deeper descent into addiction. It’s a reality I wish more people could understand.

My descent began in late 2004. It started with a night out at Joker’s bar in Wandegeya, where I smoked my first blunt with Marvin. This encounter marked a turning point in my life.

Prior to this, I had started drinking in September of the same year while attending the Aga Khan school’s Olympics in Nairobi.

The first time I got high, I experienced intense laughter, followed by pauses, and then more laughter. This pattern continued into the next day, leaving my family puzzled as I laughed uncontrollably during breakfast.

That night, I had terrifying dreams, many dark things were clothing me. From then on, my life spiralled downward. I became increasingly consumed by addiction, losing interest in school and basketball. I found solace in Tupac’s music and eagerly awaited weekends to indulge in substance abuse.

Looking back, I recall an earlier experience with substance abuse during Senior 4 vacation. At my cousin Ishta’s party, I drank Malibu and other liquors, enjoying the confidence boost. A few months later, I found myself hooked.

After smoking my first blunt, my drinking habits escalated. I started experiencing frequent blackouts, losing personal belongings, and struggling to recall how I got home. My mother would often find me passed out, still wearing my shoes. This cycle of substance abuse continued every weekend.

As time passed, my addiction deepened, fueled by fears of death and a fascination with hip-hop music.

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I’m taking an overdue break from alcohol, tonight being the first night without a few glasses of vodka in a long long time. i’ve been aware of my dependency on alcohol for a long time so i’ve done my best to control it. I can easily cut myself off after 2-3 if i’m in public, but i’ll always make sure to have one or two more when i get home.

I’ve heard about the health dangers of quitting cold turkey, and i’m not in a situation where i can go to a detox center. The only remaining alcohol in my house is one little airplane bottle of vodka, and a small amount of wine. How will going cold turkey affect me through the night and next day? I’ve heard you should allow yourself a small shot of alcohol on your first night.

any at-home detox advice is welcome, thank you!

This substantial amount of money has the potential to make a significant impact in supporting we that struggle with addiction to overcome it. Given the challenges on the ground and the alarming relapse rates, I’ve been pondering a critical intervention that I believe would be efficient in addressing the relapse rates.

Imagine a welcoming space where we in recovery can find support, guidance, and community all in one place. I envision a Recovery Resource Centre, a safe and informal gathering hub that offers:

• Recovery-themed movies and documentaries.
• Access to relevant literature and educational materials.
• Free counseling services.
• Connection with experienced mentors in long-term sobriety.

This innovative hub aims to:

• Reduce relapse rates.
• Foster essential life skills for sustainable recovery.
• Facilitate seamless reintegration into society.

The greatest hurdle in recovery is often the reintegration into society. After completing rehab or achieving sobriety, we are plagued by self-doubt and fear, wondering how we will navigate our newfound sobriety in a world that can be overwhelming.

This critical phase of recovery is frequently marked by:

• Fear of the unknown.
• Doubt about one’s abilities.
• Limited knowledge for healthy coping mechanisms.
• Lack of access to wisdom in navigating life’s challenges sober.

With these challenges stacked against us, it’s not surprising that many of us in recovery succumb to relapse.

A Recovery Resource Centre would serve as a vital bridge, connecting us with the support and resources we need to thrive. This informal hub would provide a welcoming space for us to gather, share experiences, and access essential tools for maintaining sobriety amidst life’s challenges.

With UGX 1 billion ($272,621.31 USD), I would allocate half of these funds to sponsor 50 deserving individuals struggling with addiction to rehabilitation programs. This would provide them with a chance to overcome their addiction and start anew.

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Need to find inpt for homeless male on Medicaid in the Seattle area. Polysubstance user with primary alcohol dx. Ideally needs long term inpt with connections to sober housing/halfway house. He's late 40's, demonstrates mental impairment similar to wet brain, significant decline in physical, mental health in recent years- multiple significant injuries while under the influence resulting in SSDI income. Just completed detox and is at ER with pending discharge within next 12hours likely.

Would love to find something out of state but not sure if that's possible with Medicaid. Minimal family in the area and no sober support network.

Working fast on this so any help would be amazing

This morning, as I was meditating, a certain verse crossed my mind.

Psalm 91:11. Amplified Bible, Classic Edition;
For He will give His angels [especial] charge over you to accompany and defend and preserve you in all your ways [of obedience and service].

As I reflected on this, I asked myself: What are my ways of obedience and service? How does this intersect with my journey of recovery? As I pondered these questions, a stream of insights and revelations began to unfold, shedding new light on my path forward.

One way of obedience and service is surrender. When I surrender to do His will instead of mine in a certain situation, He gives His angels especial charge over me to preserve me in that. When I choose not to engage in something toxic, I get peace.

Another way He sends His angels to preserve me is in self-control or temperance. When I choose restraint and resist excess, His angels accompany and preserve me.

As I continued to reflect on this verse, those insights emerged.

It’s in these moments of reflection that I find clarity on the challenging aspects of my recovery. When uncertainty and discomfort arise, I’m reminded that guidance is always available. And when I receive answers like these, I’m filled with a sense of peace and comfort.

Step 11 of the 12 Steps is pivotal in fostering growth in recovery. Step 11 states: Sought through prayer and meditation to improve our conscious contact with God as we understood Him, praying only for knowledge of His will for us and the power to carry that out. This step helps to integrate various aspects of one’s journey, piecing together things that would be impossible to piece without it.

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So i have had an huge issue with drinking since i was 18, First time i discovered alcohol, And it was like my savior. Always been socialy akward. Never really had friends. But the alcohol made me the person i never thought i could be. So thats how the unhealthy relashionship started for me.

Im a problem drinker, So i drink 2-3 times a week really heavily and this has been going on for almost 7 years now. Im 25 now.

But these two months has been very different, I have only drank 3 times these 2 months. And i dont know why, I just dont have the same cravings anymore, It feels like i have gotten bored of the drinking wich is very strange. I cant bother to go to the bar as soon as i have some money, Wich i always did before. As soon as i got some decent money i always hit the bar, EVERY TIME. Now its like i dont even have the energy nor craving to drink. I went out yesturday with my gf and drank 3 beers then i wanted to go home, Wich has never happened. Im the guy who tells my gf to go home and then i stay in the bar and go all out, Doesnt matter if its a monday. I just pub crawl and get as drunk as possible. I now this sounds horrible, But i cant count how many times ive come home drunk 6 am in the morning while my girlfriend is sleeping because i just cant stop drinking. Many times i cant even explain why im doing it.

So is this normal? Really its like im a different person and i dont know how this happened. Just a couple months ago i was on a vacation in brazil for three months, I was drinking every other day. Now i just naturally am bored with it.

Been sober for 9 months almost and feel the same bas as ever, not feeling like something change, I didn’t have a problem to begin with but have a major depression, I going back to drinking just bc still it don’t matter if I do it or not

Hi y’all, I’m 25f and I’m an alcoholic in day 16 of recovery. This question is pertaining specifically to menstruation post detox. Did anyone else have a hellish period after getting sober and if so, how did you manage? Mine started a few days after I was released from detox and my cramps and flow were painful and heavier than they have been over the last several years, which I normally would have drank my way through. I read that my drinking had thrown my hormones off balance and the alcohol was numbing my nerve endings so that explains the why but I’m unsure how to deal with it. Things like Midol never really helped me before, I’ve tried all of the old tricks like heating pads and self pleasuring, and I’m worried that the pain is going to trigger me to want to relapse when it comes back next month. I have a great support system through my AA fellowship and my friends but I have this constant fear that I’ll lose control when the pain hits again because it will be closer to the anniversaries of some very traumatizing events from my past. Any tips would be very helpful.

I've been sober for 5 months, and in my relationship for 2 years. Back when I drank most nights of the week, we would be intimate a lot - I had no inhibitions really, and felt frisky when I was drunk.

My partner has been incredibly supportive of my journey to stop drinking, but one of the side effects has been that I basically have no libido. We aren't intimate that much. I know it bothers him, and it's starting to affect me as well - like, why aren't I feeling like getting it on anymore? I realized that most of the sex I've had over the last few decades has been when I was drunk.

Any ideas on how to help this?

To maintain sobriety, it’s essential to confront and release all resentment. Growing up as an only child, I struggled with the suffocating effects of my mother’s overprotection. This led to deep-seated resentment towards her, which ultimately fueled my addiction. Raised in an environment of fear, I developed unhealthy coping mechanisms that only intensified my downward spiral. The wounds inflicted by my complicated relationship with my mother cut deep, contributing significantly to my struggles with addiction.

Trying to break free from my mother’s unseen yet very real overprotective grip led me down a dark path. This bled into all relationships I had with women. I was fearful and mistrusting of them. The unresolved mother wounds and deep-seated resentments I harbored towards my mother polluted my relationships, ultimately contributing to my downward spiral. Mother wounds or resentments towards mothers has led many down a path of heavy substance abuse as a way of escape.

In these 12 years I’ve been sober, I’ve learnt how to navigate the complex terrain of mother wounds. Through trial and error, I’ve transitioned from unhealthy coping mechanisms to constructive strategies for healing. Here are some of the valuable lessons I’ve learned along the way:

1. Making Amends and Taking Responsibility;

One of the most pivotal moments in my healing journey was when I sat my mother down and made amends after getting sober. I took ownership of my past mistakes, apologized sincerely, and acknowledged my role in our complicated relationship. It’s easy to blame our parents for our struggles, but it’s essential to recognize that we, too, contributed to the dynamics. By acknowledging our part in the relationship and taking responsibility for our actions, we can begin to heal and release the burdens of resentment and guilt. This act of accountability, though challenging, is a crucial step towards forgiveness and reconciliation, especially in relationships with our parents.

2. Establishing Healthy Boundaries;

Setting healthy boundaries has been instrumental in transforming my relationship with my mother. I recall how her financial support would sometimes trigger feelings of resentment and injustice, leading to anger and, ultimately, drinking. However, as I gained independence and became self-sufficient, I was able to establish clear boundaries with my mother. Breaking free from the cycle of codependency has been a crucial step in this process, allowing me to develop a more balanced and respectful dynamic with my mother.

3. Dealing with Entitlement;

Concurrently, addressing my sense of entitlement has been a vital aspect of my healing journey. As an only child, I had grown accustomed to a sense of privilege, which inevitably fostered feelings of entitlement. Recognizing and confronting this mindset, particularly when it came to material possessions, has been instrumental in my growth and healing. By letting go of these unrealistic expectations, I’ve been able to cultivate a more balanced and grateful perspective on life.

4. Recognizing My Mother’s Independent Journey;

A pivotal moment in my healing process was acknowledging that my mother has her own path to follow, with her own unique lessons to learn and growth to experience. As I focus on my own healing and development, I’ve come to realize that I cannot pour energy into trying to heal or fix others, especially those closest to me. This understanding has been incredibly liberating, allowing me to concentrate on my own evolution while accepting that others, including my mother, must navigate their own journeys at their own pace.

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I have been sober 2,450 days, so like 6.7 years. I always seem to slip back into repetitive patterns and just can’t seem to break them. My biggest problems are anger, lack of self worth, anxiety and self loathing. I am successful, I feel I good looking, I work out, eat well, take care of others and genuinely am a nice guy day to day. Problem is, in the back of my mind, I am never enough. I constantly second guess myself and if anyone makes me feel like I am 2 inches tall, I lash out in anger. I am not physically or verbally abusive, but am verbally overbearing. I have the biggest ego but the smallest self esteem. I can’t seem to break these fucking patterns. I’ve done AA, pray, been in therapy, and have zero desire to drink, but I just feel like I will never change mentally.

I am engaged to the most amazing woman and I don’t deserve her. My issues are seriously ruining our relationship lately. I am just lost. My sponsor just keeps saying give it to God, go to meetings, talk. I moved out of my home state a year ago with my fiance and just can’t get into a groove with meetings here. The people are just different and I don’t jive with them no matter how hard I try. I don’t know if moving back home will help.

I am just looking for some outside advice. I don’t want to ruin my relationship. This woman means the world to me, but since we moved, I have not been myself. I just don’t adapt well. I am a mess and just am looking for advice from people that have more tome than me or have been through similar situations.

Any advice will be absolutely appreciated.