alchool amplifies my moods and emotions so i can be anything between elated to suicidal. actually i should talk in the past tense as i have stopped abusing it almost 10 years ago. now i only occasionally drink, mostly alone at night during crisis time, to knock myself out and sleep. lately i have had some small relapses and got kind of tipsy in public which resulted in me turning into dancing queen mode at a street festival. i was totally dissociated and just danced and danced (i've got some pretty kinky moves). Trouble is I was the only person dancing and the town is small and conservative and when i actually opened my eyes i saw my colleagues and neighbors looking in disbelief….felt like crap for two days after that and then decided that they were wrong by not dancing. i feel in a cage.
alcohol has been a devastating companion to me between age 12 (
) and 27. I could binge for days, most often taking drugs (whatever available, in any quantity) just not to miss out on things. During binges anything could happen. Some funny memories and good times, but mostly, it has been a long horrible chain of disasters. I am talking abuse, violence (as a victim), hospitals, suicide attempts, recklessness, despair, black outs, hospitals. horror. sheer horror.
to make things worst, my alcohol and substance abuse (axis I diagnosis) determined that my insurance would not cover treatment for my BPD (axis II) as the insurance considered the abuse as a self inflected "chosen" act and not a consequence (part) of BPD. Horrible people.
anyway, that is the past. alcohol … mmmmmmmmmmm……..