Head underwater heavy lungs hard to breathe swimming through thoughts the thick molasses of memory Two days sacrificed at the altar of alcohol the temptation to drink poison is quite telling Dense, dizzy fog cannot be shaken off I'm getting too old to keep making these same mistakes Why can't I stop tripping forward into failure? my higher self can't hold me back There is a strange sickness somewhere inside me that sours everything a stench of burnt sugar saturates my cells No swift violence can fully cut it out crisscrossed incisions carved into soft flesh were never worthwhile Stop this ceaseless spinning the sickening swirl that swells and consumes common sense save me from the inevitable cascading crash of myself
I've lost another holiday to heavy drinking a blank void where memories should be left to fill up with regret Waking up to one eyelash a bruised, aching foot dozens of unanswered texts and a body that feels like it's full of static Fighting the urge to vomit as I sip an unsatisfying coffee wondering how badly I embarrassed myself in front of my family It must have been bad because my mom insisted on following me home tried to convince me not to drive a few blocks I feel slimy with shame as it seeps from my pores the hopeless desperation to undo what cannot be undone
Yesterday I mentioned that I was kinda peeved about my sister’s boyfriend drinking all my vodka. Given the hangover I have today from drinking at Christmas dinner, I’m actually glad he did. Otherwise I would have probably gotten even more drunk last night. Either way, I had decided not to hold it against him. He is a pretty cool guy overall. I even ended up supplying him with cigarettes. All of our local shops were closed for the holiday, and he couldn’t buy his own.
Now normally, this would have only soured me to him even more. But it actually felt good to let all that petty nonsense go. It was nice to just enjoy helping someone else out. It feels much better than getting salty about every little thing. So I was able to forgive him for all of his minor transgressions and enjoy sharing my family holiday with him.
However, this morning as I groggily rolled myself out of bed, I was filled with shame and regret. For probably the hundredth time I got WAY too drunk and practically blacked out while spending a holiday with my family, who by the way, don’t really drink. I genuinely don’t even remember getting home or going to bed last night. I feel like shit this morning, though. Physically and mentally. I can’t believe I made the same humiliating mistake once again.
I’ve started thinking about how good it feels to forgive other people though. I really wish it was as easy to be able to forgive myself. I’m sure yesterday wasn’t even a big deal to anyone besides me. I think I’ve always just been afraid to forgive myself. Somewhere along the line that idea of operant conditioning, of punishment and reward, really stuck in my brain. I am always trying to train other people to behave in the ways I want them to. I am always trying to train myself in this way. If I forgive myself, how will I learn?
I can remember implementing this technique far before I ever learned about it in any academic setting. It seems like common sense. If you are punished for doing something you will avoid doing it. If you are rewarded in some way you will try to repeat the behavior in the future. Yet everyday life is not often so straightforward. Real life behaviors are not isolated in a scientific setting.
My relationship with myself cannot be that black and white either. I don’t have to keep punishing myself for my mistakes. I recognize my flaws, and forgiving myself for them is not the same as encouraging them. Besides I’m not really even following the laws of operant conditioning correctly. When was the last time I gave myself a reward for doing something well? Maybe never. The only thing I’ve been “training” myself to do is to be unhappy, to never believe in myself, to think I am not good enough.
Rather than make this cold, hungover Saturday even harder by beating myself up, I am going to be kind to myself today. I deserve kindness. I deserve forgiveness, especially from myself. I don’t have to forbid myself from the happiness and comfort I may find today because of what happened yesterday. That isn’t going to make me a better person. Love and forgiveness isn’t going to make me a worse person. Today I am going to be gentle with myself. I am going to rest and make myself comfortable. I am going to forgive myself.