The bar i been going to for the past five years has left a load of voicemails. (im usually in bed by 5pm). Asking when im coming back. Some homeless bloke stamped on my foot last week, so couldnt walk. So i phoned up the bar to send someone to give my card to pay off the bar bill, and the landlady got stroppy. This was 3 weeks ago.
So i barred myself cos a: ive quit drinking and b: i wont be spoken too like that. Anyway shes all nice as pie now - probably annoyed thats shes lost the £150 quid a week she used to get out of me on beer.
So bollox to her i say. Ive lost many freinds over it, and my row with her - and there is no way im going back, cos i will end up pouring guiness down my throat again - with her “jokingly” saying drink faster.
Shes just annoyed cos ive quit drinking - and shes out of order trying to tempt me back down there again.
Yeah im trying to stay strong. But since quiting ive frankly lost all my friends who go down there so now im a billy no-mates.
But the landlady was bloody rude. In hindsight - she was only nice when i was spending money, now shes turned into a money grabbing cow.
But what im doing is saving my money i usually spend down the bar towards a ps4 with Vr Headseat - so thats my incentive for not drinking. Thanks for your support - im a stubborn git when i want to be - so with this forum and the CBT im getting, im sure ill cope. rog
Thanks @Moonbeam. In a strange way - shes done me a favour by pissing me off and being rude, cos now i wont be coerced into going back down there. Im going back to how i used to be - and stay in, and have my computer and gadgets to keep me company, and percy, my cat.
Yeah he fine - spends most days looking out the bedroom window at the birds, or hes sat ontop of the couch by my head :). Hes a lovely lil boy, im just starting to recognise what his different meows mean. He has the odd treat of tuna and chicken when i cook. He is a great joy to me. He done the odd accident - so ive moved the litter tray closer so he can see it. But other than that all going well. He’s registered with the PDSA so i get discounts on vet treatment should he need it cos im on benefits. Still on a learning curve tho.
I lost all my friends too what im going to do eventually when i feel upto it is go to group activities like different arts and craft ones and exercise ones in my area then if i get along with someone there i will ask for their number and ask them out for coffee or movie.
Im from UK. And we had an arrangement that i would pay it every other Thursday. She got the arse cos i was a couple hours late - cos i done my foot in. Never did i shirk it - it was paid as soon as her son came over. It was her attutide that stunk. And i didnt sweat it whatsoever - i simply could not go to the bank to pay it, cos i could not walk.
Yeah im an alcoholic - have been for years. Im actually off to an AA meeting later this evening down the road. Dont say much - but i find it helpful listening to others. And yeah - the pub has been slagging me off something cronic around town (i have my spies!) so big hairy nuts to them. Lost all my friends - apart from one who i know from the CMHT. But i really could not care less.
Ive got Percy now anyway. Hes my lil boy. Those other drunks i could not care less about!
I think you’re doing the right thing by staying away from the pub. They don’t really care about you there. If they did they would support your decision to be mentally healthy. Glad you’ve got Percy. He sounds like a good friend. Hang in there, man. You’re gonna be okay!
