Tails of a 17th Street Geisha

Tomorrow marks the 30th consecutive day of my newfound sobriety. A toast… er, drinks are on me… um… let us raise our glasses… hmm.

here’s how I felt in those thirty days:

Week one

Emotion: Totally depressed, but oddly tempted by drinks (perhaps withdrawals?)
Thoughts on topic: "I hate alcohol. I’m so ashamed about that day. I want to die." Physical condition: I still had alochol in my system. I’m sure.

Week two

Emotion: Totally confused.
Thoughts on topic: "Who am I? What am I supposed to do on Friday night?"
Physical condition: It was a mental trip. I was emotionally stressed.

Week three

Emotion: Happy. Stupor.
Thoughts on topic: " I’m saving so much money. I have all this time on the weekend because I’m not partying hard and I’m waking up early!"
Physical condition: Alive, energized.

Week four

Emotion: Guilt. Confusion.
Thoughts on topic: "Am i cured? Can I ever go back to drinking? Have I a handle on this? Do I even want to drink at all?"
Physical condition: still energized.

So there you have it. I’m alcohol free for 30 days! I haven’t gone to one AA meeting, but that’s because I’ve been too busy trying out the straight dating scene… there are a lot of interesting and nice guys out there (and some creepy crawlers too…)

Here are some pictures I found on the net that depict the heinous affects of alcoholism: 

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