Average Bear posted:

I know dealing with anxiety can be hard, it's easier with friends and family around. Trust me, being alone and being your own watchdog is hell. I'm glad to hear you're trying, rooting for you!

In The Bushes posted:

If you keep drinking you will eventually wind up in a windowless, fluorescent-lit room with a bunch of burnouts whose only joys are stale coffee in plastic cups and going outside en masses to suck down cigarettes before returning to the sickly green room to talk about how much fun they had when they were self-defeating drunks and how everything sucks now and if you keep going to them eventually you can pick up freshly minted sober tang who'll basically fall in love with whoever offers to sponsor them because they're so emotionally frazzled that any positive attention is mistaken for love and basically who are you to say no to newly sober tang when you remember how hard it was sobering up and your junk doesn't even work properly anymore and you barely even like sex sober but you'll do it anyway if it's a scared twenty two year old who looks thirty because of all the alcohol and cigarettes because what gives you the right to make them feel rejected when all they want is to love you and so you do that for a few years and then you start drinking again and the thought of starting all that nonsense all over again a fifth time just makes you want to kill yourself until one day you do.

take three tablets posted:

Just gonna throw this out there. Video games are way better drunk. It's the only way to play.

The Butcher posted:

It's true but it makes me suck rear end at Rocket League. Like it's a game of inches and I'll keep hitting poo poo like .25 seconds later than I should and blowing the shot. Then I'm like okay well just try to hit it faster then you think you should but the brain can't seem to really do that.

In The Bushes posted:

If you keep drinking you will eventually wind up in a windowless, fluorescent-lit room with a bunch of burnouts whose only joys are stale coffee in plastic cups and going outside en masses to suck down cigarettes before returning to the sickly green room to talk about how much fun they had when they were self-defeating drunks and how everything sucks now and if you keep going to them eventually you can pick up freshly minted sober tang who'll basically fall in love with whoever offers to sponsor them because they're so emotionally frazzled that any positive attention is mistaken for love and basically who are you to say no to newly sober tang when you remember how hard it was sobering up and your junk doesn't even work properly anymore and you barely even like sex sober but you'll do it anyway if it's a scared twenty two year old who looks thirty because of all the alcohol and cigarettes because what gives you the right to make them feel rejected when all they want is to love you and so you do that for a few years and then you start drinking again and the thought of starting all that nonsense all over again a fifth time just makes you want to kill yourself until one day you do.

Average Bear posted:

I know dealing with anxiety can be hard, it's easier with friends and family around. Trust me, being alone and being your own watchdog is hell. I'm glad to hear you're trying, rooting for you!

Colonel Cancer posted:

If you limit yourself to drinking moderately once or maybe twice a week and do light exercise every other day, you will find yourself being less of a depressed fat piece of poo poo after just a few weeks. Weed helps, and so does drinking in social circles instead of your mom's basement.
Hth

VendaGoat posted:

Stop being reasonable

In The Bushes posted:

If you keep drinking you will eventually wind up in a windowless, fluorescent-lit room with a bunch of burnouts whose only joys are stale coffee in plastic cups and going outside en masses to suck down cigarettes before returning to the sickly green room to talk about how much fun they had when they were self-defeating drunks and how everything sucks now and if you keep going to them eventually you can pick up freshly minted sober tang who'll basically fall in love with whoever offers to sponsor them because they're so emotionally frazzled that any positive attention is mistaken for love and basically who are you to say no to newly sober tang when you remember how hard it was sobering up and your junk doesn't even work properly anymore and you barely even like sex sober but you'll do it anyway if it's a scared twenty two year old who looks thirty because of all the alcohol and cigarettes because what gives you the right to make them feel rejected when all they want is to love you and so you do that for a few years and then you start drinking again and the thought of starting all that nonsense all over again a fifth time just makes you want to kill yourself until one day you do.

OctoberBlues posted:

Turtle Blogger posted:

Psychedelics are better than booze, I recommend you try them out with a trusted friend surrounded by nature. Really, ethanol is a supremely overrated and there are better drugs to take. And if you don't want to take drugs you can exercise, have meaningful human connections, meditate, and eat real food.

unpleasantly turgid posted:

The idea is to get op away from substance abuse (i.e. Intentionally impairing yourself to escape something) not simply switch his poison. The last sentence works, though.

500 bad things posted:

weed isn't going to kill you and if it helps you get off of booze, isn't that worth something?

unpleasantly turgid posted:

Weed is better, but it comes with its own cons for sure. Op should be looking to not need soporific substances. Moving his dependency doesn't solve anything.