I have this problem....

I get essentially nervous around drunks. Spent too much time working security, and having to roust drunks out of clubs and bars. I got to the point where a noisy drunk basically put me into confrontation mode whether working or not, and that spoiled my already limited ability to tolerate bars and clubs. It has only been here recently that I've been ab;e to really tolerate the atmosphere, and it is really only one, exceedingly mellow club

That said, I am entirely comfortable in shitty biker dives. No clue why.
 
If I was to enumerate all the silly, crazy, and even dangerous things I've done while drunk, the list would be mile-long. Including using phone or computer under the influence.
Knowing that drinking is a problem is the first step towards being cured of the disease - yes, drinking to the point of being drunk, especially alone, or simply for the sake of drinking, is a disease.
I stopped before turning a complete alcoolic because I like the stuff - single malts and Bordeaux my favorites- because I didn't want to come to the point of having to quit the stuff entierely for health reasons.
*hugs* coy_one, and good luck.
 
This is what has started happening. At first, it was rather funny and entertaining to my one friend that I would call. He is my oldest friend and I'd just blabber on and on....

I then called the new vanilla boyfriend. The first time, it was funny, we both had a good laugh. But on New Year's Eve when he asked, "So, how much have you had to drink?" I realized that this was becoming a severe problem.
Especially when I don't remember what I'm saying but am told, "Wow, that voicemail sure was racy...." :eek:

Rebecca, I know you're not judging me. Even if someone was... I really don't care. I know that this is a problem - not just the calling, but how much alcohol I do consume.

Sometimes, I feel that if I put something out there, that I feel obligated to adhere to it - by saying that I am trying to watch how many drinks I have - or only having drinks while in the company of friends that can take the phone away... it kind of helps me.

I think you'll be fine Coyone. You're aware where it's not working for you. I am sure you will find you own way of finding a happy medium that leaves you less concerned.

I thought a great deal about this topic when I retired last night, still not entirely sure how I can be so negatively fixated on some uses of alcohol yet totally blase on others. Guess it really doesn't matter. Taking a blanket stance doesn't respect the individual in these circumstances.
 
It's rare that I get really out of control drunk. I did do it once this year the day I signed separation papers (though really, the not eating dinner was the kicker), but I think that was the only crazy time. If I get together with girlfriend or go to a party, I will often drink more than usual (less so at parties, moreso with the gals! :rolleyes:), but not so much that I wouldn't recall that something happened.

I have had the experience of drinking so much that I didn't remember some events that had transpired, and I think it's one of the worst feelings ever for me. I'm someone who does NOT like to lose control. When I wake up the next day, I usually feel panicked - what happened, what did I do, etc. Awful, awful, awful.
 
Let me share the first time I was drunk with you all.

It happened some years ago, and my parents had had a party, where they had white wine to drink. When I got up in the morning, they weren't up yet, and I started to drink what was left over.

When my parents and aunt and uncle got up, they couldn't understand why I were tumbling around, and I think it was my dad that said "oh he's just drunk". A bit later on I sat at the breakfast table next to my aunt on a bench, and they couldn't understand why I kepts tumbling over on the side and lay down on the bench, and my aunt had to keep pulling me upright again.

Then suddenly I puked over the table, and it was nothing but wine that came up. So then the put me into the shower, where I was standing and singing, and I usually didn't like to shower! During this my dad called the doctor, and he just said I had to sleep it off!!

Oh and by the way, I was three years old (I kid you not) when this happened!!!
 
I have had the experience of drinking so much that I didn't remember some events that had transpired, and I think it's one of the worst feelings ever for me. I'm someone who does NOT like to lose control. When I wake up the next day, I usually feel panicked - what happened, what did I do, etc. Awful, awful, awful.

Never lost memory of what happened. Every insipid thing I said while drunk is clear in my mind the next morning. And I stress clear because while I have woken up drunk, I've never had a hangover.
 
I get essentially nervous around drunks. Spent too much time working security, and having to roust drunks out of clubs and bars. I got to the point where a noisy drunk basically put me into confrontation mode whether working or not, and that spoiled my already limited ability to tolerate bars and clubs. It has only been here recently that I've been ab;e to really tolerate the atmosphere, and it is really only one, exceedingly mellow club

That said, I am entirely comfortable in shitty biker dives. No clue why.

Maybe because You have the look of a "big ass biker" and they dont want to mess with You? ~giggling~:kiss:
At least from the pics here on Lit.;)
 
I have had the experience of drinking so much that I didn't remember some events that had transpired, and I think it's one of the worst feelings ever for me. I'm someone who does NOT like to lose control. When I wake up the next day, I usually feel panicked - what happened, what did I do, etc. Awful, awful, awful.
Control, containment & contextual behaviour modification. All priorities. I haven't had to deal with self persecution for 'stuffing up' due to alcohol in the longest time. Even the memories seem like 'yesterday', kind of nauseating too.
 
Oh and by the way, I was three years old (I kid you not) when this happened!!!
My sister was diabolical for this kind of thing. My parents would hold cocktail parties and it was my job to watch her, she would go around grazing off any champagne glasses left on the lower coffee tables. I think she may have in fact started out a little younger, perhaps about 2 years old.
 
Maybe because You have the look of a "big ass biker" and they dont want to mess with You? ~giggling~:kiss:
At least from the pics here on Lit.;)

Eh, could be. Could also be because my granddad, dad, and uncle were bikers, I grew up riding scoots, and I have biker friends. Most likely it's just because I look biker enough to not get fussed with.

I think a good portion of it too is that bikers are just more respectful. While they can be belligerent, violent SOB's (and I'm talking regular bikers, not actual 1%'ers), they don't tend to mess with someone unless they deserve it. It's not like a regular bar where some drunk jackhole will walk up and try to start something for no reason at all.
 
Eh, could be. Could also be because my granddad, dad, and uncle were bikers, I grew up riding scoots, and I have biker friends. Most likely it's just because I look biker enough to not get fussed with.

I think a good portion of it too is that bikers are just more respectful. While they can be belligerent, violent SOB's (and I'm talking regular bikers, not actual 1%'ers), they don't tend to mess with someone unless they deserve it. It's not like a regular bar where some drunk jackhole will walk up and try to start something for no reason at all.

That is so true most of the time. And you know that if they feel you are "part of them" or "family" to the bar; they have your back 110% of the time. So you feel more at ease.

As to the "1%'er's", only comment for security reasons; NO COMMENT.
 
That is so true most of the time. And you know that if they feel you are "part of them" or "family" to the bar; they have your back 110% of the time. So you feel more at ease.

As to the "1%'er's", only comment for security reasons; NO COMMENT.


Both of those comments are very, very true. 1%'ers elicit a big old No Comment from me too.
 
It appears that I am a habitual offender of the Drunken Dial. Sometimes the Drunken Text Message as well.

No more Drunk email, I've been able to pull myself away from the computer in time from that happening.

I do this at least once a week and seem to call the same people, and of course never really remember what I say to them. Evidently sometimes it's funny, and sometimes I say some really interesting things in Voice mail that are then of course played for other people.

So, my question to you is.... who wants to give me their number so I can have new people to blabber off to when I'm intoxicated? LOL

Or, if you can tell me how to finally pull the phone away from my clawed grasp, that would be appreciated too.


My mother and father went through a period where they were drinking heavy. My mother used to make calls while drunk, usually to my sister, brother, or uncle. Most of the time she unintelligible, but she when she was able to be understood it usually wasn't nice. My sister lived in fear of those calls.
 
I am a vomiter, I found out in college.

So that cut my party career short, messy, and humiliating.

I do use "throwing up in public in a box" as an emotional benchmark for humiliation scenes, though - I want it to feel that abject and disgusting for people. I'm a giver.
 
I can testify that Coy IS a drunk dialer/texter! I have been a victim of this by proxy and it is seriously one of the funniest things I've witnessed.


quite the talker she is.
 
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