At the AA group I go to they have a letter on the bullitin board from alcohol to the alcoholic, where it's saying it's your best friend and all this stuff but it makes you realize how bad it is and what it's done to you. I'd seen one online for self-injury before too but never saved a copy. I was wanting a copy of the alcohol one, does anyone here have a copy of it or know where to find it online?
I know this isnt the one youre looking for...but thought, I'd throw it on here..anyway.:) Have a good night..
Dear Alcohol,
First & foremost, let me tell you that I'm a huge fan of yours. As my friend, you always seem to be there when needed. The perfect post-work cocktail, a beer at the game, and you're even around in the holiday's hidden inside chocolates as you warm us when we're stuck in the midst of endless family gatherings. However, lately I've been wondering about your intentions. While I want to believe that you have my best interests at heart, I feel that your influence has led to some unwise consequences:
1. Phone calls: While I agree with you that communication is important I question the suggestion that any conversation of substance or necessity takes place after 2 a.m. Why would you make me call those ex-boyfriends/girlfriends when I know for a fact they do not want to hear from me during the day, let alone all hours of the night?
2. Eating: Now, you know I love a good meal, but why do you suggest that I eat a taco with chili sauce, along with a big Italian meatball and some stale chips (washed down with WINE & topped off with a Kit Kat after a few cheese curls & chili cheese fries)? I'm an eclectic eater, but I think you went too far this time.
3. Clumsiness: Unless you're subtly trying to tell me that I need to do more yoga to improve my balance, I see NO need to hammer the issue home by causing me to fall down. It's completely unnecessary, and the black & blue marks that appear on my body mysteriously the next day are beyond me. Similarly, it should never take me more than 45 seconds to get the front door key into the lock.
4. Furthermore: The hangovers have GOT to stop. This is getting ridiculous. I know a little penance for our previous evening's debauchery may be in order, but the 3pm hangover immobility is completely unacceptable. My entire day is shot. I ask that, if the proper precautions are taken water, vitamin B, bread products, aspirin) prior to going to sleep/passing out face down on the kitchen floor with a bag of popcorn, the hangover should be minimal & in no way interfere with my daily activities.
Alcohol, I have enjoyed our friendship for some years now & would like to ensure that we remain on good terms. You've been the invoker of great stories, the provocation for much laughter, and the needed companion when I just don't know what to do with the extra money in my pockets. In order to continue this friendship, I ask that you carefully review my grievances above & address them immediately. I will look for an answer no later than Thursday 3pm (pre-happy hour) on your possible solutions & hopefully we can continue this fruitful partnership.
Thank you, Your biggest fan
P.S. THINGS THAT ARE DIFFICULT TO SAY WHEN DRUNK: 1. Innovative 2. Preliminary 3. Proliferation 4. Cinnamon
THINGS THAT ARE VERY DIFFICULT TO SAY WHEN DRUNK: 1. Specificity 2. British Constitution 3. Passive-aggressive disorder
THINGS THAT ARE DOWNRIGHT IMPOSSIBLE TO SAY WHEN DRUNK: 1. Thanks, but I don't want to have sex. 2. Nope, no more beer for me. 3. Sorry, but you're not really my type. 4. Good evening, officer. Isn't it lovely out tonight? 5. Oh, I couldn't. No one wants to hear me sing.
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Life is short..Live it sober to the fullest...One day at a time...
I don't think I've seen that letter myself but thought I would add one that I like.....
Phil, that was a good one too!
Alcohol Always Lied to Me ==========================
I Drank for Courage... and woke up night after night horrified. I Drank for Sophistication... and became crude. I Drank to find Peace... and ignited a war within myself. I Drank to be Friendly... and became argumentative and nasty. I Drank to be Sexy... and turned people off. I Drank so that I could Relate to Others... and I babbled. I Drank to put down Loneliness... and found myself retreating more and more into my shell. I Drank to Relax... and woke up tense. I Drank to be Entertaining... and became an obnoxious clown. I Drank to Live More Fully... and contemplated suicide. I Drank for Adventure... and discovered disaster. I Drank to be more Honest... and insulted my friends. I Drank to Quiet my Nerves... and woke up with hangover jangles. I Drank to Feel Better... and ended up sick and throwing up. I Drank to have Fun... and passed out in the middle of the party. I Drank to Pep Myself Up... and ended up exhausted. I Drank to feel Successful... a Big Shot... but ended up a failure. I Drank for Security... and became afraid of my shadow. I Drank to Feel Better about Myself... and ended up hating me. I Drank to prove I could handle Alcohol... and ended up knowing it controlled me.
Here it is, I got a copy of it at my meeting today.
"I'm Your Disease"
I hate meetings. I hate higher power. I hate anyone who has a program. To all who come in contact with me, I wish you pain and suffering.
Allow me to introduce myself. I'm the disease of Alcoholism and Drug Addiction. Cunning, baffling and powerful. That's me. I have killed millions, and I'm pleased. I love to catch you with the element of surprise. I love pretending that I'm your friend and lover. I have given you comfort, have I not? Wasn't I there when you were lonely? When you wanted to die, didn't you call me? I was there. I love to make you hurt. I make you so numb you can neither hurt nor cry. You can't feel anything at all. This is true glory. I will give you instant gratification and all I ask of you is long time suffering. I've been there for you always, when things were going right in your life, you invited me. You said you didn't deserve these good things and I was the only one who would agree with you. Together we were able to destroy all good things in your life.
People don't take me seriously. They take strokes seriously, heart attacks seriously, even diabetes they take seriously. Fools that they are, they don't know that without my help these things would not be made possible.
I'm such a hated disease, and yet I don't come uninvited. You choose to have me. So many have chosen over reality and peace.
More that you hate me, I hate all of you that have a 12-step Program. Your program, your meetings, your Higher Power... All weaken me and I can't function in the manner I'm accustomed to.
Now I must lie there quietly. You don't see me, but I am growing. Bigger than ever. When you only exist, I may live. When you live, I only exist. But I am here... and until we meet again, if we ever meet again, I wish you death and suffering.
I have this one is this what you are looking for....Busbe
I Am an Alcoholic A Letter to My Friends & Family
An Open Letter to My Family I am an alcoholic. I need help. Dont allow me to lie to you. If you accept my evasions of the truth, you encourage me to lie. The truth may be painful but try to get at it. Don’t let me outsmart you. This would only allow me to avoid responsibility and would make me lose respect for you at the same time. Don’t accept my promises. The nature of my illness prevents my keeping them, even though I mean them at the time. Promises are only my way of postponing pain. And, Dont keep switching agreements; if an agreement is made stick to it. Don’t let me exploit you or take advantage of you. If you do, you become an accomplice to my evasion of responsibility. Don’t lecture, moralize, scold, praise, blames, or argue when I’m drunk or sober. Don’t pour out my liquor; it may make you feel better, but it will make the situation worse. Don’t lose your temper with me. It will destroy you and any possibility of helping me. Don’t allow your anxiety for me make you do what I should do for myself. Don’t cover up or try to spare me the consequences of my drinking. It may reduce the crisis, but it will make my sickness worse. Above all don’t run away from reality as I do. Alcoholism, my illness gets worse as my drinking continues. Start now to Ieam, to understand, to plan for recovery, find al anon, whose groups exist to help families of alcoholics. I need help. from a pastor, doctor, a psychologist, a counselor, from a recovered alcoholic who found sobriety in M and from God. I cannot help myself. I hate myself, but I love you. Please help me. Signed, Your alcoholic
