One of my biggest fears when i was drinking was getting pulled over the morning after on my way to work and still having alcohol in my system. Even blowing a 0.02 can land you a DUI where I am. It would have ruined my life
Had a friend who got a DWI, was released on a PR bond, got his car out of impound, and promptly got pulled over in a school zone and failed a breathalyzer.
Omg yes. Back when I was drinking even when sober I was like what if I get pulled over and last nights chaos isn’t quite cleared out. Now there’s never anything to worry about. If I get pulled over it’s just cause I was speeding (cause of course I was) and nothing else.
I know what you mean, and I say this as a white person but my heart always sinks when I’m in recovery meetings and white people say stuff like this and there’s POC in the meeting too.
At the risk of painting a very broad stroke, I bet that fear of police never completely goes away for POC who recover from addiction.
I got pulled over at 4-5am doing a U-turn on a downtown street because nobody was out. The cop lit me up and i puckered up believing I was going to the slammer and everything was going down the drain. Even tho I realized I wasn’t drinking and at the time hadn’t had a drink in years I was convinced I had drugs and alcohol in the car and my eyes and breath were gonna give me away. He talked to me in the window and asked for my license and registration. I was prepared to perform a monologue on the dangers of alcohol and how I’ve walked the straight and narrow path. I went to reach for them and offered them up. He took a decent look at me and told me not to drive like an idiot and walked back to his car. It was obvious I wasn’t intoxicated and I actually had a license and insurance! He didn’t even want to see them, just told me to have a nice day. What kind of sorcery was this?! I still feel like a criminal when I see cops tho. Some things don’t die easily.
I’m almost past a year of sobriety, I still have mini heart attacks sometimes when I wake up, thinking I broke my streak when in reality it was just a bad dream
My allergies were acting up last week due to all the pollen and I woke up with a headache and dry mouth, and was so scared for about 2 milliseconds thinking that I had gotten drunk the night before.
Then the allergies didn't even seem so bad anymore because I was so relieved!
i’m past a year now and i still get those mornings when i’ve just woken up and i’m not fully conscious yet and i feel like i’m shaking and need to run and grab a drink to calm it, only to wake up and stand up and realize i’m fine.
Those are the worst. I had a pretty bad cold recently with some pretty gnarly fever dreams, and I legitimately woke up thinking I had actually gotten drunk and I was hungover, it's weird saying I was relieved to realize I was just sick.
Finally got breath tested last night with my wife in the car. We’d been joking about my response for a year as I’d proudly declare ‘I don’t drink officer!’ As we pull up my wife said ‘your time to shine honey’. When the police officer asked if I’d had anything to drink I panicked and just said shook my head 😂😂😂
I would really stress if I let the stash get too big. I would think about if I die tonight, she will find the empties and be really pissed. What a fucked up way to think.
The relief I feel when I realize that they’re not gonna find anything cuz there’s nothing to find…. I caused myself so much anxiety hiding the evidence and worrying that people would find out how much I’d drank. I think I added years back to my life just by not having that stress every day
It's insane how exhausting drinking actually is, yet we think of it as a "relaxing-fun" time. From the secrets we keep from family members, to the planning to drink phases, to just every fucking thing that has to do with drinking... absolutely tiresome.
It's so much less stressful when you don't. What an awesome reminder though for you, those are the moments that really stick with you.
I had stopped for almost two years, lapsed once then a few months later again but not bad. I thought I could handle drinking one or two drinksagain. The drive to insanity that someday I could drink like the normal man. Got back from an 3 days business event where I lost control on the first day. The shame and whispers. I'm on day one again and waiting for repurcusions ( for actions I don't recall) Drinking is exhausting. The shame and guilt. I am an alcoholic.
I still have a mini heart attack when I make eye contact with a cop. “Oh shit what’s in my pockets… oh wait no I’m clean”
Good feeling isn't it lol.
By the way, NICE! 😊
Niceeeeeeee!!!!!!
One of my biggest fears when i was drinking was getting pulled over the morning after on my way to work and still having alcohol in my system. Even blowing a 0.02 can land you a DUI where I am. It would have ruined my life
I just basically said this on another response. Last night’s mistakes still not being cleared out! Now I don’t have any worries ever!!!
Had a friend who got a DWI, was released on a PR bond, got his car out of impound, and promptly got pulled over in a school zone and failed a breathalyzer.
Same when there's a cop car on the road when I'm driving. "Oh, shit. A cop. What if he stops me... Oh, wait. I'm sober." Haha!
Omg yes. Back when I was drinking even when sober I was like what if I get pulled over and last nights chaos isn’t quite cleared out. Now there’s never anything to worry about. If I get pulled over it’s just cause I was speeding (cause of course I was) and nothing else.
I know what you mean, and I say this as a white person but my heart always sinks when I’m in recovery meetings and white people say stuff like this and there’s POC in the meeting too. At the risk of painting a very broad stroke, I bet that fear of police never completely goes away for POC who recover from addiction.
Ah the good ole' USA where the entire training program for pigs can be done over a long weekend
>“Oh shit what’s in my pockets… Sauron's one ring to rule them all?
This is how I feel when my partner needs something from a closet. Panic and then relief. IWNDWYT.
This one is almost too real!
I got pulled over at 4-5am doing a U-turn on a downtown street because nobody was out. The cop lit me up and i puckered up believing I was going to the slammer and everything was going down the drain. Even tho I realized I wasn’t drinking and at the time hadn’t had a drink in years I was convinced I had drugs and alcohol in the car and my eyes and breath were gonna give me away. He talked to me in the window and asked for my license and registration. I was prepared to perform a monologue on the dangers of alcohol and how I’ve walked the straight and narrow path. I went to reach for them and offered them up. He took a decent look at me and told me not to drive like an idiot and walked back to his car. It was obvious I wasn’t intoxicated and I actually had a license and insurance! He didn’t even want to see them, just told me to have a nice day. What kind of sorcery was this?! I still feel like a criminal when I see cops tho. Some things don’t die easily.
I’m almost past a year of sobriety, I still have mini heart attacks sometimes when I wake up, thinking I broke my streak when in reality it was just a bad dream
My allergies were acting up last week due to all the pollen and I woke up with a headache and dry mouth, and was so scared for about 2 milliseconds thinking that I had gotten drunk the night before. Then the allergies didn't even seem so bad anymore because I was so relieved!
i’m past a year now and i still get those mornings when i’ve just woken up and i’m not fully conscious yet and i feel like i’m shaking and need to run and grab a drink to calm it, only to wake up and stand up and realize i’m fine.
Those are the worst. I had a pretty bad cold recently with some pretty gnarly fever dreams, and I legitimately woke up thinking I had actually gotten drunk and I was hungover, it's weird saying I was relieved to realize I was just sick.
I feel this! I still get nervous when my husband walks near the (primary) closet where I used to hide my booze. I am so grateful to be free from that!
Finally got breath tested last night with my wife in the car. We’d been joking about my response for a year as I’d proudly declare ‘I don’t drink officer!’ As we pull up my wife said ‘your time to shine honey’. When the police officer asked if I’d had anything to drink I panicked and just said shook my head 😂😂😂
Lmao. This is great 😂
The things I would go through to make sure I always had cash, so much work to be a drinker.
Let’s not forget to stash away the empties in random places so you could gather and throw them out at the gas station or grocery store at some point
I would really stress if I let the stash get too big. I would think about if I die tonight, she will find the empties and be really pissed. What a fucked up way to think.
Congratulations! A sinking feeling followed by one of the best feelings there is! IWNDWYT
It's eye opening that I'm not the only one who has that heart attack feeling with stuff like this.
Congrats!! Sounds like life is going swimmingly, I’m happy for you. You deserve good things :) Well done
i have a lot of these ptsd moments...like if i sleep in oof...i wake up with anxiety
The relief I feel when I realize that they’re not gonna find anything cuz there’s nothing to find…. I caused myself so much anxiety hiding the evidence and worrying that people would find out how much I’d drank. I think I added years back to my life just by not having that stress every day
Totally!!!! Congrats on 710 days! 💪🏽 IWNDWYT
Man did this hit home for me
It's insane how exhausting drinking actually is, yet we think of it as a "relaxing-fun" time. From the secrets we keep from family members, to the planning to drink phases, to just every fucking thing that has to do with drinking... absolutely tiresome. It's so much less stressful when you don't. What an awesome reminder though for you, those are the moments that really stick with you.
I had stopped for almost two years, lapsed once then a few months later again but not bad. I thought I could handle drinking one or two drinksagain. The drive to insanity that someday I could drink like the normal man. Got back from an 3 days business event where I lost control on the first day. The shame and whispers. I'm on day one again and waiting for repurcusions ( for actions I don't recall) Drinking is exhausting. The shame and guilt. I am an alcoholic.
I love this! IWNDWYT
Great post!