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Alcoholics of "Jorja"
Careful what you wish for,my friends....
I woke up one morning 6 years ago, and there were no beer cans or liquor bottles to discard. I could actually get to the sink to fill my coffee pot without having to wash last nights party dishes first. what a joy. Dang! It is nice to step out on the patio enjoy the peace and quiet,just me Bonnie, and Clyde.
They don't drink coffee they are my two standard poodles ever at my side but they do not leave remnants of guest they entertain endlessly. They will leave an occasional toy here and there ,and on occasion they will read the words slap off a book. They are fun to watch as they run, play, and enjoy the morning, and the acre yard.
As the days go by the ritual is set morning coffee outside watching the dogs play there is no reason to tip toe because hangovers abound. Though for the longest time I continued to buy asprin but there is not anyone here that requires it.Yes, it is peaceful ,and quiet in this house there is no conversation, while Bonnie and Clyde are exceptional animals they will not ever master the art of conversing though they do bark, and try.They have been great company, and they in fact are.
How should I have made it without them.
At night, no longer are people coming, and going all hours bringing in brown bags, and cases of beer, or wines to leave empty bottles for me to pick up as I try to keep an eye on my good crystal wine glasses .In fact in 6 years no one comes in and out. It was such a relief to get away from the party crowd the piano playing all hours people jumping in, and out of the pool. I am now an authorized user on the remote control, and not only may I choose what program to watch I can also hear it. I find it wonderful not to have to nod, and smile be polite as I listen to the stories I hear over, and over as they stand before me destroying not only my life, and property but my friendship as well,and possibly my marriage.
I am finally safe in going to the store to acquire something I might need as there is no longer a person in a drunken stupor insisting they can drive better drunk than most people sober. No longer do I have to get up in the wee hours to turn off lights shining in the bedroom window because someone went to bed so drunk they didn't realize the lights were on.When I go to bed I turn the lights out, and finally for the first time in many years I am allowed to fall asleep in total darkness.
Only, now I leave a night light on..as the darkness here in the country of southeast Georgia is very dark . I am so reminded of the song the night the lights went out in Georgia...For most of the time as I try to find my way alone it feels as though I am walking in darkness.
Yes, it has been six long years of peace, and quiet and I must say.... the silence is deafening.