The Braves Babes Battle Bus - NOT stopping at the pub!!

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Hello

I'm Mouse. I've been sober for over a month now, thanks to the support of posters on this and previous threads.

No matter where you are up to with your sobriety, you'll find someone here who has been in your shoes!

Come and meet the other Brave Babes........

And here are the other threads for those who want to read them.

JWN's original thread (and the reason we are all here!)

Thread two

Thread three

Thread four

Thread five

Thread six

SAF - great post. Are we twin sisters?

Nothing in your post made me go , it all made me nod in recognition.

Whilst we are sharing (and I know it's not a competion).......

I have woken up in my own bed with a man who I didn't know, didn't remember meeting etc. I picked him up apparently.

I have woken up in strange beds and houses, not know where I was or who I was with. Or how to get out home.

I have snorted more drugs than I want to think about.

I have drank stale beer the morning after and then gone looking for more booze to get me back to sleep.

I have driven drunk.

I have fought in the street to protect myself when drunk, but sober I would've walked away.

I have flashed my boobs at passing cars, and have beared my bottom and knickers, drunk as a skunk crossing a duel carriageway walking home from a club.

I have been sacked from a managerial position for being under the influence of drink and drugs.

I have put my life at risk countless times and I carried on doing so even though I swore I'd never drink again, and again and again.

I have never valued my life enough to stop drinking up until now.

Phew, that feels better.

I have never valued my life enough to stop drinking up until now.

Beautifully put Mouse.

Red,

Thank you for that mouse - loads of identification again! God, that feeling of not knowing where I was and having to amble around streets looking for a landmark... Argh! Makes me cringe.

To be honest I am very, very lucky to be alive.

Aw Mouse - big hug and value your life NOW. You are an inspiring woman on this thread.

venus

There is no pressure to post SAF but if there comes a point and you do want to share some of those things then I can promise you that you would NOT be judged or 'flamed' as you might be elsewhere.

(Laughing at the '... more of a challenge internationally I find...' Such understatement!)

And do not shut up!

And well done for recognising a trigger point and finding an alternative to booze

SAF - again, the same for me. DD saved my life. She really did.

God knows where I would be or what would have happened if I hadn't got pregnant.

It didn't stop me completely. Once she was old enough to stay at my parents, she did and I went on benders.

Something I regret. Clearly not enough though hey?

Because here I am again (but only with drink this time) trying to regain control.

And I will. I will try again and again and again. For as long as it takes until I stop wasting my life.

Yes SAF we post things on here that would sound awful and shameful to many, many people that might read them, but we are probably all holding onto the really shameful things, the painful things we might only ever admit to ourselves (and maybe not even that).

But the great thing is that lo and behold, here we all are, sharing our experiences, supporting each other. And for whatever bizarre reason and by whatever odd coincidence, TODAY of all days, WE HAVE DECIDED NOT TO HAVE A DRINK and that is bloody marvellous for every one of us

honestly, i really cant trust you lot, i go out for a sarnie and you lot all hit on my bloke!, 'get outa my pub!' , (mind you, they are all the same, forever boasting about the length of their thread!)

on a serious note, confess away, i dont think any of us on here are in a position to 'judge' - over the years i too have slept with strangers, i once woke up in a dog kennel after after a young farmers ball, bloody classy eh!, i once just got on teh back of a guys a motorbike and had a lost weekend in norwich (proberbly best to leave it lost! ), i do remember that he was one fit geezer, but not really the point is it? -
i once tried to kill my middle brother with a crow bar and i once trashed my first husbands car with a cricket bat - none of it made me stop though - i think that proberblymakes me a bit of an alkie, dont you?

oh! i went to margate once - woke up on a bench. 2 coppers shaking me, asked me where i was staying - 'here, in blackpool' i said!

JWN, did you have 'a hair of the dog' the morning after the young farmers' do?

(and I am keeping away from any more obvious doggy jokes)

On a more serious note JWN, did you meet dh when you were sober or drunk?

I met mine sober, but would never have got together with him if I'd not been drunk.

Laughing so much at the 'cow whisperer'!!

yes, i think laughing is in order sometimes, not all my drinking days were doom and gloom - venus, i met my dh when sober through the friend of friend method - he was 23 and i got him nicely pissed and seduced him! , he was a quiet fella and i felt needed some 'encourgement'

btw, 'cow whispererer'!

Embarassing confessions continued:

Was at a conference where we were all staying in little chalets dotted around the grounds. Went for a 'nightcap' with a colleague but forgot that there was deep snow on the ground. Next morning there was much sleuthing to find out which chalet the 'footprints in the snow' went from and too.

Another conference and I was 2 hours late for the 2nd day of a time-mangement course. My colleague had phoned my room but I didn't seem to be sleeping in my own room.

Not much to add in the way of embarrasing confessions, as I have always done most of my drinkng a home, although I did make an idiot of myself at my sister's silver wedding by trying to beat up a 6foot tall teenager who'd been threatening my nephew - all five foot nthing 40 years old of me, think they heard me screaming and swearing at him sreets away (all this in front of my entire, sober family, sister's in-laws and a Spanish sudent we had saying with us at the time) and my husband had to stay awake till 4 a.m. because I was constantly trying to get dressed and go out and find him and do the job properly
Did it stop me drinking - yes, for 2 days.

How about this for a 'Ground Swallow Me Up Momnet'....

I snogged Peter Kay. I was pissed out of my face at some video awards night with work at The Metropole Hotel in Birmingham.

It was when Gladiator came out and he was dressed as one. Anyway, he did his set and then there was an interval. I went to the loo with my sister. Coming out, he was walking back to the room we were all in with his then girlfriend, now wife.

Queue PissedAsAFeckerMouse screaming up to him and planting a big smacker full onto his lips exclaiming true love for him. Telling him how wonderful he was!! My sister prized me off him and dragged me away.

Needless to say, I didn't get his autograph.

God, I am laughing at these! My DH has had to stay awake on numerous occasions as he knew if he didn't I would have been up, dressed and out the door in search of more booze Me? An alcoholic?!