I have never drank regularly but am what I someone who drinks to avoid panic atracks when I go out. They strike without warning. I haven’t had a drink in 6 months and even before then I rarely drank, most times not even weekly and not excessively, except when forced to go far from home.
. I never drank at home for “the fun of it.” .or to relax. I never drank at home, never.
I have had therapy for years and even tried different therapists . I’m still seeing a therapist. I keep meds to a minimum except for an anti depressant ( which helps a little). I really, really want to cope .
I hope someone here understands. It’s not something that is overcome by willpower or gutting it out. I was raised by very protective parents who taught me, from a young age, that the world was dangerous. They never wanted me to leave home but at least I did that much. But I fight their messages every day.
I’ve had to avoid many social situations and make excuses to limit drinking. Because alcohol I s the only thing that truly works but I refuse to physically harm myself, even if I’m more isolated.
My liver tests have all been normal so far. My cholesterol is,high, runs in the family, so I am supposed to take a statin but...no surprise here...I’m afraid it will hurt my liver
Here’s my concern:
There were years where I drank too much because I was forced into frequent situations that made me very, very anxious and panicked.otherwise; situations like having to care for dying parents in hospitals far away or frequent social events ( (marriages, funerals).
I know I can only move on from here, day by day, but can anyone here provide some comfort and reassurance that I may possibly not have caused permanent harm? I know there are no guarantees but I’m afraid of early dementia or death or permanrnt liver damage, not yet detected but there]
. My mother lived to nearly 100 and rareky drenk, perhaps a beer once or twice a year , amazingly.
Is it possible I could have a normal lifespan and mental status and intelligence? I’m In tears writing this and ashamed of my weakness. But it’s real. .