I’ve been procrasting posting this in the other thread, but since my sobriety and mental health are kind of an incestuous mess that it might be more fitting to put it here.
TL:DR version, i’ve been alcohol free for 3 and a half years. On my journey of sobriety, i discovered that i have ADHD and alcohol was actually one of my ways of coping with my symptoms.
Longer version…i have always been a very quiet and shy person. It isn’t because i have nothing to say. I have many thoughts, big thoughts, and some fairly solid opinions that some people could benefit from hearing.
No, i’m quiet and shy because i have a hard time articulating and vocalizing. For lack of a better term, it’s a task paralysis of the tongue.
…fuck. you know what? It’s not just the tongue. I’m having the same difficultly right now, trying to type this.
I get tooo far into my head and all of my thoughts come rushing to the front and i want to just puke it all out at once, but nope…i gotta type it out, one word at a time.
I didn’t really have that problem with alcohol. Sure i still had the big thoughts and options, and it was still difficult, to be sure, but with alcohol i had the courage to make the leap and start talking/typing/writing.
It’s the starting that is key.
Starting the conversation.
Starting the story.
Framing the idea.
Seeing the point you are trying to make and following the thread all the way to the end without derailing your train of thought…
Right now i have three different anecdotes i’d like to share, all relevant to this post but i can’t choose which one.
Grrr.
I am currently having a “Thank God you are pretty, cyclops. shakesmydamnhead” moment.
I don’t have a train of thought. I have a Grand Central Station of thought. Alcohol helped me navigate the mess a little bit.
Dammit…this is taking too long. I usually have to be pretty angry to type something this long. Anger helps me focus on the point easier. But i’m not angry! Quick! SOMEONE CALL ME A COMMUNIST LIB-TARD! I NEED THE BOOST!
oh…right…no one can read this because i haven’t posted it yet…
re-reads what i’ve already typed
That’s it! THAT’S ALL YOU HAVE TO SHOW FROM TWO HOURS OF STARING AT THIS SCREEN?!?
fuck…i should just erase all of this, type the word REDACTED. That will be hilarious. Much laughs.
I’m gonna have to back to this. sigh one more project for the Shame Pile.
But before i go, i want to say…sobriety is fucking hard and it comes with so many different challenges, but holy fuck is it ever worth it. The clarity in which i am aware of myself, as well as my SENSE of self, is probably the greastest gift i gave back to myself.
I’m finally back in the driver’s seat…it’s just that the fucking traffic guestures at brain that is slowing me down.