@ThriveIn2025 It's more about distraction than the pain, and my perverse logic that due to my disabilities I've been forced to give so much up and at my age (62) why should I stop drinking beer - what is/ would there be left to do, sort of thing. I was also massively triggered early last year by a very big family, umm , situation, that is largely unresolved and has led to my estrangement from one of my children and by default, also from the young grandchildren. Before that my drinking was at a level I was content with.
On days when I drink I am drinking 20 units plus, I know alcohol inside out, all the cons, but still I drink to excess. Whilst in rehab, back in 2001 going forward I done all the alcohol education stuff, all the one to one and group therapy. Separate to rehab I had 8 years, on and off with a forensic psychologist, related to my childhood and my abusers, chronic depression since childhood (started in 1972), suicidal ideation and attempts, plus I partook in very painful group psychotherapy. In rehab I discovered Buddhism, yoga and meditation, I am very grateful for that.
I'm also extremely fortunate in that my wife and I are soulmates, but we are also co-dependant, which is less good overall. My wife is at least is teetotal, and has been for nearly 20 years, she of course, has her own other complex issues.
I've always said I have a death wish, I dont really like life much, but since the pandemic my newly acquired anxiety seems like one curveball too many.