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Degenerate Alcoholics of Yas Forums
35 year old ex raging alcoholic with cirrhosis of the liver here. You are going to die and it's going to be really slow and agonizing, you stupid faggot. I'm not trying to deter you, if you're thinking about drinking rubbing alcohol you're already fucked.
What's your story, user?
Don't have options for at least a week until I can get a Librium script.
Aside from what I said what else do you want to know?
That is unfortunate. Phenibut helps quite a bit, in the same way as a benzo like Librium. I doubt you happen to have any on hand though. Librium will help you quit if you're not a pussy and grit through it. You just have to learn to get comfortable being really uncomfortable for a while.
How'd it start. How long did it last. How bad did it get. What made you turn it around. How long has it been since then.
Also are totally sober now or just not getting piss drunk every night anymore?
Usually bitrix is added with t-butyl alcohol or methanol to denature the alcohol.
It's not good
Thanks, don't have Phenibut and don't think I can get any here, but I do know I can get a Librium script from my doc. I'll just have to tough it out
I started drinking when I was a teenager. Normal kid shit at first but then I developed really bad social anxiety and used it to self medicate. I was a functioning alcoholic through my 20s, always had a girlfriend, friends and a job. Mental health issues got worse, mostly intensified by the alcohol but I couldn't see that at the time, so my drinking increased. Got married and had three kids. Very happy but still drank like a fish. Driving to the liquor store one day and noticed in the daylight that I'm as yellow as Bart Simpson, even the whites of my eyes were dark yellow. My wife is a nurse so she knew what was up and took me to the hospital. They ran tests and diagnosed me with cirrhosis but couldn't tell me how advanced it was because my liver was so swollen they couldn't really tell in ultrasound, but the prognosis was poor. Doctors and staff looked at and talked to me like a dead man. My body started filling up with fluid. I looked like a woman pregnant with twins, I'm normally lanky, and my legs looked like I had elephantiasis. Liver and kidneys began to hurt really bad, so that I couldn't walk by myself or get any sleep. Vomiting and shitting blood. Go back to the hospital and am admitted this time. Ammonia builds up in my blood and brain essentially turning me into a retard. I don't remember much after that point but I was really stupid, confused and mean to my family. It was like Alzheimer's. Memories start coming in later where I can walk a little but I'm still in unimaginable pain, taking a medicine called Lactulose that makes you shit like a fire hydrant and water pills to flush out the ammonia because my liver can't filter it. Never asked to be put on a list for a new liver because there are more deserving people who need one. June 25th will be one year without a drop of alcohol. I'm doing a lot better but I don't know for how long. In this past year I have been a really good husband and dad, and realized how terrible of one I was before.