A Promise Fulfilled

When it came to alcohol detox, I'd always believed the cure to be worse than the disease. I fought alcoholism for 11 years, during which I attempted to quit twice and relapsed once. The reason for my first and only relapse was that I was grossly unprepared for withdrawal. I know a lot of people say they're caught off guard by their symptoms, but this was not mild discomfort; it was a nightmare that I never wanted to go through again—even if my life depended on it. I tried to quit cold turkey and failed. As far as I was concerned, I gave it an honest effort. I did it to appease the people in my life who wanted me to quit drinking. If I had any genuine interest in getting well, I would have done it the right way and pursued professional treatment. 

After I relapsed, everyone in my life started to distance themselves from me. After eight years, they didn't want to deal with it anymore; the moodiness, the violence, the embarrassment…any of it. My calls went unanswered, nobody came to visit—all I had was my job and my drinking, and I cozied up even more to the latter. It was hard to not believe that I let down everyone who ever cared about me, and that took its toll on me more than anything else. Still, I would have rather walked this earth completely dead to the world than experience withdrawal for a second time. If they weren't going to accept the fact that I tried my best, that was their problem—of course I was fooling myself. 
 
Eventually drinking ceased to provide the escape it once had, and I was left dissatisfied and filled with regret, so I started going to recovery meetings to look for answers. I thought if I could just learn a few things about managing withdrawal, I could bypass rehab. I started hearing these life-changing accounts of treatment and how people let God into their lives to build strength and character and help them through recovery. Most importantly I heard how they made it through detox with the help of compassionate doctors and nurses. These people were just like me; they had tried on their own and failed. The only difference was, they had the courage to try again. 
 
I owed it to myself to try recovery the right way. If I couldn't hack it, I would have to live with it, but I at least needed to give myself a chance. My first day there, I started to panic because it made me think about my last major battle with withdrawal. I soon learned the difference between professional alcohol detox centers and your bedroom when trying to quit drinking could possibly be the difference between life and death. I also learned to never let fear stop me from doing anything ever again. I've remained sober, mainly because I want to be. However, I never could have done it without going for professional alcohol detox treatment.  I made a promise to myself that if I could clear the hurdle of alcohol detox, I'd continue to stay clean. After 1 year, 4 months and 11 days, I'm still keeping that promise every day. 

Contact the The National Center for Alcohol and Drug Detox anytime toll-free at (888) 243-3869 or through our online form, for our recommendations of the best medically licensed detox centers for you or your loved one!

Detox should never be attempted in your home or without medical supervision at a licensed detox treatment facility. For your safety we do not recommend any rapid or ultra rapid detox centers.

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