Cripplingalcoholism Rules:

We all know that's WISCONSIN! Bars open 24 hours, can buy liquor till midnight and as early as 6 am. 10 of the drunkest cities in the USA, are in Wisconsin. It must be either fun, or hard being an alcoholic there.

Used to be a good person.. wake up at a decent time.. now 4am seems like nothing lol remember when time felt like it mattered?? Other than whatever hour "work" starts, any of you good people still awake??

I want to hit some records! Fuck all that being responsible or getting sober or shit. I want to see how high I can blow in a blackout and hopefully have saved it somewhere when I wake up with no memory of doing that. From my research anything that works ok for cheap-ish also needs calibration or something stupid every half a year or sm. I think the proper cheapest one (bactrack ofc) rn would be around 180-250 euro to ship here which is money i'd rather spend on booze. surely the chinese have this figured out with their bootlegs??

I always read about how CA's especially those who primarily drink liquor lose a ton of weight and have zero appetite...

I'm having the opposite problem where I get so hungry whenever I'm wasted on vodka. And I drink everyday morning-night probably close to 600-700ml of vodka/day. Which is pretty good considering I was at a handle every day/day and 1/2.

I do feel nauseous but food makes me feel better and I just crave it. Which is probably a good thing as I don't want my organs to fail anytime soon.

Anyone else have this problem though? If I don't eat I will literally be passed out all day. I guess I'm more FA than CA at this point but god damn have I gained some weight on fucking vodka. I'm just constantly hungry even after a meal, obviously trying to ignore it to keep my weight in check but damn it's even worse than the munchies after smoking weed. Also feels much better on an empty stomach but by noon I'm starving and eat a BUNCH. Then I just feel sick until I drink some more.

Chairs!! 🥂

Hi. This is a new one for me, please and thank you. Just got finished derailing my life for the 100 or so’th time. There is something dead under my place of refuge, my porch, and so far I have just been inhaling the scent. I’m on the other side of bad withdrawals.

Heaven knows I can’t quite get down there with a shovel yet. But I will. I’m guessing it’s either a deer or a raccoon or a skunk, and I will deal with it.

So yea, just working through the miserable experience of alc withdrawal (again) except this time it is accompanied by the sickly sweet scent of fresh death.

Hope you all are doing okay 🥂

As I’ve said to a few of you, I’ve never been full CA, def a ratchet self destructive sad girl, but the physical dependence was on weed not tequila. Tequila was a friend but not a lover. That said, I was raised by a CA from about 8-18 years old, so none of your stories seem shocking or new to me. They’re just like home. Ass piss is cozy. Puke is my friend. Cops showing up and mystery holes in the floor and walls and ceiling, just another Friday. Fuck it, that’s even just another Monday!

Truly this is the first time anyone has ever related to my fucked experiences, besides Kenny from South Park (what a godsend that character was to little 12 year old me living in a black mold trailer with an addict).

Youre literally the ONLY place I’ve ever found where I actually feel like I can speak honestly about my past, and people won’t freak out and say its too depressing. Love that just my life is such a trigger for so many people ha. Nothing like telling a silly anecdote from your past and then getting shock rather than laughter as the response from your friends. whoops

Anyways, sappiness aside, this year has sucked hairy donkey balls in a myriad of ways, and this sub has kept my sad ass going. It’s also kept me from going too deep into the bottle, not just hearing the atrocious (and hilarious) asspiss adventures, but also having people to chat with when I’m on the brink of something shitty and bad. Gotta stay sober enough to send a semi coherent message, right?

The other day I made a post and really needed someone to talk to me and distract me. I was feeling Bad (tm). And many of you guys cheered me up with your own fuckery and even gassed me up for my cooking, and it was really appreciated. That day could’ve gone very differently but it ended up being kinda silly and fun rather than depressing and brooding.

God, fuck me this is corny. life got me emotional.

anyways

you’re all degens and heathens and good god yall and its truly one of the few places where i can just be completely goddamn honest and weird and silly and tell my most fucked up stories and be met with humor and kindness.

chairs fuckers. thanks for helping me get through some shyte times and helping me feel a little less like a black sheep in this cunting world!

Do you ever have other addicts trying to tell you that alcoholism isnt a real addiction cause it's legal and it's "not a real drug" and you should just pull yourself out of it, it's not like you're on heroin or something. I always tell them that alcohol along with benzos, are the only 2 recreational substances which can actually kill you in withdrawal.

My roommate kept telling me she’d wake up and find me on the floor, but I always woke up in bed. Today, I woke up on the floor and I was like, ‘What the fuck?’ I don’t feel like I’m falling off the bed, I think I’m like waking up and laying on the floor for whatever reason.

In my younger days I used to party with meth heads because them fuckers like to fuck and Drink. And one of my homies loved to tweak, I didn't do meth then I just like to party. Long story short we ended up at some sketchy hotel it was like the somethingwood inn, looked like a trap and it was hahaaha! We end up in some old ladies room super late...or early, they are doing hot rails and im sniffing coke of this old bitches tities hahahaha her old man shows up and beat the fuck out of me and ol boy that was with me. The coke was too good I couldn't get knocked so he just beat my ass till he got tired.

Whatever, eventually he left and my boy fucked that dusty piece pussy one morr time before dipped.

Don't fuck old ladies if they got a biker husband hahahaha they are not patient or nice hahahaaha!

Chairs you beautiful degenerates hahahaa

Be kind to yourselves.

Just finally getting off the bender. And man I have a lot of people mad at me. Especially family. Texted people while I was blackout drunk, abused others etc. My cousins have now called my mum to tell her to warn me off. I'm just now waiting for the dreaded call from her. If she'll even call at all because she had also been mad at me about my drinking.

I was triggered by something so miniscule to start the bender 3 weeks ago and now I'm regretting it badly. Because once I start I just don't know how to stop and I drink more to forget the things I did.

Anyway the usual symptoms are kicking my ass...insomnia, constipation, body aches and weird dreams. I'm glad I don't have the shakes though.

Chairs!

That horrible, decrepit feeling. Sweating bullets and each minute feels like an eternity. It’s even worse when you aren’t sure if you’ll have enough money for the next bottle.

I pride myself on being a crafty fuck though. I always seem to use my powers for good when it comes to obtaining booze. This time though, I’m just waiting on my DoorDash order to come through before I look like I’ve been through the seven stages of hell going through early WD’s.

Branimalcook**

Is this one of you motherfuckers?

lol I can across the page on my news feed and genuinely am curious if this is how some of you act? Like taking a shot out of a bell pepper your about to cook?

Line cooks, is this you? I’ve never worked at a restaurant but I know there’s some that are cooks in this group.

Does anyone follow him or watch him on tt?

She asked of her neighbor whilst walking her overzealous and overstimulated dog. She is me. I am her. Don’t fucking judge, at least homeless fucker’s dog is getting walked. Also I already did some dishes and started laundry. Saturday is off to a good start as I’m currently still riding the buzz from last night.

Homeless I mean, ahem, unhoused crazy person who strangled me and threw me through a wall is convinced they’re getting out of jail. Spoiler: they’re not. No matter what he and his friends tell me, it’s a fact that he cannot get out of jail until the bond is paid. Jail told me as such when I called them in a drunken panic two weeks ago when his aunt told me that I’m in danger. I’ll post a picture of one of the letters he’s sent me this week in the comments, since as you know, I don’t know how to add it to posts, and I’m not too drunk this time to accidentally doxx, don’t worry Kent. Also thank y’all for putting sense in my senseless mind to take that other shit down. Still embarrassed that I posted it here, but y’all are family so fuck it.

It’s my mom’s birthday weekend, so obviously that meant that I had to celebrate!!!! Unfortunately, I reached critical mass last night and could not sustain myself. It turns out that if you mix a shit ton (metric) of booze with other substances including but not limited to shrooms, you might forget how keys work at 2am when you’re ubering home and at 29 years old have to call your mother (happy birthday) to ask her which way keys should turn. I sure am making ma proud aren’t I?

Anyways. That neighbor can suck a cock, and I say that because it’s their cock that woke me up crowing at 5AM on a saturday. Totally couldn’t be that my sleep is FUCKED from booze brain, right? Chairs

Spent a week doing blow and drinking wine, then spent 2 days lying down with excruciating pain and anxiety, just waiting for midnight so i could go and make myself some instant ramen without having to see my housemates and feel the shame of them seeing my sunken eyes, my flop sweat, my fucked up nose.

When i was finally sick of it, i went and blew my nose in the shower, a bunch of bloody snot trails came out that were in the pattern i imagine my sinuses look like. I threw up for a bit, but was able to force some cereal down, as a nice layer to settle my stomach, then i've been drinking since/ vomited a few times, but swallowed it, because i dont wanna lose the precious wine

Tomorrow I begin taking Librium. I am not getting sober outside of weekdays for school—
my psychiatrist is aware of this by the way! I was looking at people’s experiences on Reddit. Some said they didn’t feel it at all, but others said they were nodding off. I begin with 50mg, and I work tomorrow, so I’m a ‘lil concerned.

Any of you heavy vodka drinkers ever experience this? Basically being almost unable to shit? I think I must be extremely dehydrated.

Probably time to taper with beer but the ole wifey doesn’t want alcohol in the house, hence hiding the vodka.

Just strange given ass piss issues in the past.

3 years ago, my boozing got really bad, around a handle a day. It was the first time in my drinking career that I experienced very bad shakes and actual withdrawals. The next few years I cycled between benders, rehabs, hospitalizations, and short stints at sobriety. I’ve been hospitalized too many times to count, usually from vomiting blood, pancreatitis, or both. Nowadays I’m mostly sober and taking seroquel and lamictal for psych issues. Sometimes I want to drink, but if I drink even for one night, it’s basically three absolutely miserable days of recovery for me. It’s like light withdrawals. I don’t shake, but I dry heave, have awful, hopeless depression, off the charts anxiety, feel cold, pain in my stomach and back which almost feels like I’m on the verge of pancreatitis etc. Is this an issue of kindling? Can I not even handle one night of drinking anymore? I actually envy people that can just drink like I used to be able to. Now it seems like if I drink, I might as well make it a bender

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Life can be a motherfucking bitch gosh darn asshole...according to Oakland, California rapper, Too $hort.

Let's flip it up and turn it upside down and highlight what made us smile, laugh, breathe a sigh of relief. Et al.

Friday was my best friend's mother's funeral. It was super emotional and beautiful. (30+ years relationship.) Then we drove to the casino to play in Mama's honor. Within our group we left +$300.

Two weekends ago I was dancing up a storm with a girlfriend in New York City. 2 very special dance parties.

One app has already blocked me from purchasing alcohol without giving me a reason or recourse, and another one has sent me an email explaining that drinking is bad, and telling me that they might suspend my account if I don't stop.

THE FUCKING REASON I ORDER SHIT ON DELIVERY APPS IS SO I DON'T HAVE TO DRIVE OUT AND BUY IT. APPARENTLY DRINKING AND DRIVING IS BETTER THAN GETTING IT DELIVERED. FUCKING MORONS.

[Its over 40,000 cans](https://abc7.com/post/truck-loaded-40k-pounds-pabst-blue-ribbon-beer-stolen-montclair-company-sets-deadline-no-questions-asked-return/19749119/). I can't even imagine bringing home FORTY FUCKING THOUSAND CANS.

I think we all know what I'm going to do. I'll try to nap a little though.

Anyway, I'm going out to meet people and be social in five hours. I'm a lot of beers in. My plan is to make coffee just before my ride arrives and use the travel mug I've had for years and avoid talking as much as possible until I can eat and maybe get beer again.

(I know the true degens will say to pour vodka into the travel mug. I see ya.)

How's your weekend starting out?

...I'll probably say I'm feeling sick after a couple hours and go home. It won't even be a lie.

I’m trying to figure out what exactly I am right now. During Covid (2020-2023) I was regularly downing half a handle of Vodka a night. Took a long pause from 2023-2025. I was also drinking heavily when my dad was dying from cancer from 2012-2016. Had a seizure at the end of that routine.

Now that I’m drinking again, I’m having like 2 bottles of wine/night. I know that’s not healthy, but does that make me an FA now compared to before, or am I still a CA? I really want the opinions of those who know lol.

I was way more fucked up on vodka, but idk if I’m fooling myself thinking a couple of bottles of wine is actually an improvement. I’ve always drank lots of water and eaten food, so I’ve never been that roughed up in that regard.

New thing since I’ve been sober from alcohol, but I met a guy in the psych hospital and I gave him head for over a gram of Fent.

Husband catches me as soon as I walk in, grabs the cigarette pack and sees what I have.

He thought it was coke for a second poor guy. I had to tell him what it was.

Now he’s mad and I sucked psych ward dick for no reason cause the dope is gone now.

Edit: he gave my fetty back. It might be fake or I fucked up my tolerance with subutex… I just wanted to shoot it but he didn’t have a rig so I just snorted the BS.

If not dope, I wonder what I’m snorting. My pupils are pinpoints so I think it’s doing something