Ok – here goes. I have a lot to get off my chest and am going to
talk about myself, so prepare yourselves.
The other night some guy got in my face and didn’t get out of it
when I warned him too. I head-butted him in the nose and mouth,
bloodying him, and then delivered a few punches and knees to his
dome. Ruined my own night. When the other two guys yelled at me
and asked me to leave the hotel room, I tried to fight them all.
This is typical behavior for me late at night.
I’m over 30 years old – getting too old for this shit, Man.
In retrospect, I may have encouraged him to get in my face so I
could do it. I'd had issues with the guys' behavior in the past, and
the potential was there, so I subtly invited it, and when it came I
gave him just enough warning to think twice about what he was
getting himself into before I unloaded on him like a ton of bricks.
I think this probably happens more often than I admit to myself.
This is my dark side.
I’ve socked up or injured at least 4 people this month alone while
under the influence of alcohol. Several more almost got it but I
stopped myself or they realized what they were dealing with before
it was too late. I’ve probably broken my hand about 9 or 10 times in
my life – maybe more – I don’t even bother going into the doctor
when it happens anymore, and the result is that my hand is bent
and crippled looking. Just ask OG how messed up it looks.
I can still use it, but sometimes on cold days I can’t move my pinky.
Major arthritis in my future.
I’ve probably been in over a hundred fights and usually these fights
consist of nothing more than me unloading on people. They barely
ever get even a shot on me, even when its been me and my buddy
against multiple people with the odds far out of our favor.
Apparently I must not look like much to people out looking for
trouble but I’m a natural brawler, I’m extremely violent, and
although I typically start off by backing down I bring it up about 5
levels in a heartbeat.
I’ve put people in hospitals. I've broken glasses and bottles over
faces. I’ve left people unconscious and bleeding, with no one else
around, and checked the papers the next day to make sure no one
turned up dead. Wrecked motorcycles while hammered. Gotten
suicidal. Fucked Asian hookers without a condum. Have been
drugged and robbed by nasty sluts in Asia too – simply because I
got drunk enough and went to the wrong venues.
I’ve run from the cops who knows how many times, fought with
some real gangsters, and had hits put out on my life – partly out of
sheer shitty luck but likely could have been avoided if not for poor
drunken decisions and/or drawing too much attention to myself
around town with my crazy reputation.
Even as a teen, there were times I got so mad and unloaded on
walls that it took 5 people to subdue me. The fact that I’ve made it
this far in life without ending up dead or in jail, hurting someone
really bad, or getting stabbed is starting to seem more and more like
a miracle the older I get.
All because of liquor. I used to get like that sober when I was a kid,
but I got control of it, and now it’s always the alcohol. How mature…
It’s a good thing I don’t do other drugs…
As you can imagine, this post has been a long time coming.
I’m Ready to Change
It’s not just the violence that makes me want to change the way I
deal with alcohol. I’d say that if there’s anything holding me back in
life, it’s the drinking. Hangovers are usually what cripple any
workout program I start.
My productivity suffers, and that affects my business and my money
– I’m living the dream making $500 - $700 in a day online when I
just find the motivation to sit down and work, so this alone is
absolutely retarded.
I would be doing very well financially if my life were more together.
Instead I just get by.
On top of that, drinking affects my game big time. First off, it has
become a major crutch. I’ve always been the fun-loving party-boy
and women love this about me upon initial meeting. I can get that
same vibe flowing when I’m sober or only have a couple drinks, but
the majority of the time anymore I just use the alcohol to boost
myself right into it.
In fact, I’d say that the majority of the time when I go out, I’m going
out to meet women, especially if in a new city. Considering the end
results, the personal sacrifices I’m making to meet women are
ridiculous.
The fucked up part is, however, that the drinking I lean on to game
has also become the most common thing to sabotage my game. I’ve
been drinking so hard for so long that after I drink enough to get
going I don’t stop. After a while, I get so hammered that getting laid
is a near-impossibility – I just get too sloppy and at this point it
sometimes even becomes a bitch to get it up.
And I’ve fucked some real nasty broads when drunk even though I’m
one of the pickiest bastards around when sober.
Drinking has also affected my sex drive and my stamina. My
erections aren’t as hard as they used to be. My testosterone levels
are low. I eat like shit when hung over and drunk, and I’m seriously
out of shape due to sedentary behavior and poor lifestyle choices.
The Cold, Hard Truth
Alcoholism is a real danger for me, and I’d be lying to myself if I said
it hasn’t already sunk it’s teeth in, obviously – especially after living
in Thailand for nearly 5 years, where going off the deep end
becomes so easy. I came seriously close. It runs in my family too.
My mother is a major alcoholic who lately has been on the verge of
drinking herself to death after a family tragedy. My father and my
uncle were both alcoholics and both OD’d on heroin.
It all sounds like a nightmare, I know. But even after all this, I’m not
ready to completely separate myself from alcohol forever.
Call me crazy but I like alcohol in moderation. It breaks down social
barriers and makes it really easy to get to know people quickly. I
enjoy a nice scotch or a wine or a well-made cocktail. I enjoy the
history and culture of alcohol. And I like going out from time to time
and having a couple drinks.
I don’t want to be that guy who had to quit because he couldn’t
manage his own shit…because I know that I can as much as this
post makes it sound like I’m a lost cause.
For one thing, I know I’m the kind of person who can handle alcohol
in moderation because I’ve tried it and had no problems. I’ve quit
for four months at a time to prove to myself I could, and during this
time I even went to bars and played pool and gamed women. No
problem. No cravings. No physical addiction.
I’ve also spent long periods of time using a limit – such as 3 drinks in
a night – and had no problem with it either. As long as I use
pre-established rules, I have no issues controlling myself. It’s when
I convince myself that I can drink just like all my friends who slam
shots and keep on drinking and don’t end up putting a hurting on
themselves that I suffer.
Where I Want to Be
I’ve got two types of game when I drink. One is the crazy, caveman,
funnest guy at the party, not-give-a-fuck game. This actually
garners me a lot of attention, and I can walk into a bar even after
drinking for two days straight and have every girl in the place
responding to me even though I’m reeking of stale booze and
haven’t brushed my teeth (this multiple-day drinking behavior is
common both in Thailand and here in Humboldt County where I'm
staying right now).
My buddies love bringing this guy out because there is never a
shortage of women around to hit on.
Obviously, this side of me is extremely damaging to my health and
usually results in a ton of phone numbers I can cultivate later on but
not so much instant pussy as I get so loaded and am so focused on
just have a rock-star type of blast that I never try to bring them
home. Usually if I do end up home with them it’s because they grab
me and say let’s go, or the bar closes and there’s no after-party.
If anything, it gets my buddies laid more than me.
My other game when I’m drinking is mellow, subtle, and together.
This is usually the version of myself when I make a conscious effort
to slow down. I have a few drinks and talk to a few girls, but I’m
more together so the resulting quality of girl is better. This game
also results when I meet a woman on another night or during day
game and go out with her for a drink. Since I’m with someone
already, I don’t feel that I need to go buck wild and get drunk as a
skunk and hit on everything in site.
To be honest, I am this latter guy so seldom now that I’m not even
sure how the success rate compares to the other approach
anymore. That said, I do know that earlier in the night, when I’m
still somewhat sober, I tend to get opened by higher-quality
women. I get opened by women every time I go out – usually
earlier in the night when I’m more sober and the bar is less
crowded. These are the ones I should be capitalizing on and this is
the approach I want to embrace with my drinking.
I Know What You’re Thinking
Anyone reading this who knows a thing or two about alcoholism or
thinks they do probably thinks I’m a fool for thinking I can control it,
but I don’t buy the typical AA-type thinking. I personally believe that
by making a decision and practicing willpower, I can adopt any habit
– even conquering the destructive behavior outlined above.
I’m one of the most mentally-strong guys out there, and I truly
believe you’re only an alcoholic if you choose to be.
Here’s My Plan
I got a Kindle book earlier this year that was written for people who
want to teach themselves to be moderate drinkers rather than
quitting altogether. It’s called “7 Weeks to Safe Social Drinking: How
to Effectively Moderate Your Alcohol Intake.”
http://www.amazon.com/Weeks-Safe-Social-...e+drinking
It’s obviously not the best plan for major alcoholic, but I stand by my
assertion that I still can control myself. The book presents a simple
but effectively presented game plan.
I only followed the program for a few weeks and was liking the
results and then there was a family medical emergency that left me
in a new city with an alcoholic uncle who drinks a 12-pack a day. We
stayed there for a week together in a hotel, and it didn’t take long
for me to start hitting the bars with him in between visits to the
hospital. I hadn’t been out of the hills for all summer and as soon as
I hit the city I was ready to party and pursue the talent.
Sent me right back to where I started.
Given my behavior when drinking lately, I want to give it another
go.
I’m still young, but I’ve spent my entire life being the hard partier
since I was about 13 years old. A lot of my potential has been
flushed down the toilet as a result. Every one I know who has gone
to prison or died young has done so because of alcohol or drugs. I
don't want that to happen to me.
Here’s my thinking. I had a lot of fun over these years. But I’ve
partied quite enough, I think. It’d be nice to see what the other side
of the population does and how they live. It’d be nice to improve my
health and be in the best shape of my life in my 30s. New habits
and interests. To explore my spirituality. To take my business
seriously.
To live longer and avoid the health problems of a heavy drinker.
And to leverage my mellower, more-together self to bang higher-
quality women.
In my opinion, as long as I don’t get a hold of my drinking, I can only
grow so much in life. I can only experience so much success. I’m
ready to move to that next level.
Leveraging This Forum for Self-Progress
This thread is going to be my chronicle of getting a hold of my
increasingly-destructive behavior and becoming a responsible
moderate drinker who can still go out for a drink or three or even 5
over a long night out but not venture into the rabbit hole.
Here’s How the First Week Works
In the first week of “7 Weeks to Safe Social Drinking,” you have to
adopt a simple set of rules for that week – it’s a time to “reset” your
drinking habits and get yourself on track. This week was really
simple for me the first time around, and in fact the rules seem pretty
lax, so I’m not expecting it to be a challenge this time. But since I’m
starting over I’m going to start from the beginning again, so here
are the rules presented in the book anyways.
1. No more than 3 drinks a day.
Note: Author mentions that you should be spending more than 3
hours a day on drinking anyways because it’s a sad waste of time.
That context really made sense to me.
2. No more than 1 drink per hour. (easier than it sounds when you
make it a conscious effort to keep your eye on the clock and set the
drink down once in a while)
3. At least 2 non-drinking days over the week.
4. Eat before and during drinking.
5. Watch portions. 1 ½ ounces of liquor, 12 ounces of beer (no
pints), or 5 ounces of wine is a drink.
The book also instructs you to keep a drink journal each and every
week, so I’ll be making a post every Sunday or Monday to report on
the previous week, including how many drinks I had each day,
whether I slipped, and other notes, etc. I might as well throw any
basic experiences with women and how my drinking or lack of
drinking played into it as well.
If I act like a dumbass and knock someone out I’ll let you know since
that type of violence is obviously a major problem for me.
Each week, new concepts are introduced – after the first week you
are allowed more than just 3 per day, depending on your sex and
weight, so I’ll be getting into more volatile territory at that point.
This first week will be a breeze.
In my updates, I’ll discuss the concepts gone over in the book as a
way to internalize them and also give anyone else who is interested
in getting a better grasp on their drinking habits something to work
with.
Some Personal Rules for Myself
Obviously, my behavior is extreme, and I’m going to have to change
a few other things about my life to not only make this work but to
embrace this other part of myself that I want to become and to
avoid destructive situations and destructive behavior. Here are a
few:
1. Change the bars I go to. Focus more on Happy Hours, wine bars,
and other mellow spots where the emphasis is not just on getting
as fucked up as possible. This will also help me avoid douche bags
without manners.
2. Have an exit plan and exit time when I go out.
Far too often I go to the bar chasing women and if I don’t pull
something by the end of the night I go to the after-parties and keep
drinking. I need to know ahead of time that if there’s nothing
promising by closing time, I need to go home and save my liver and
keep the rest of my life in check.
Un-guaranteed pussy is not worth my life, my health, and my
freedom.
If I’ve got something on the line, I need to either take it back home
or get a number and meet up again later – being able to walk away
will put me in a better position with her anyway, and I won’t get so
drunk as to smash someone in the face or fuck it up in some other
way.
3. Day game. I want to seriously focus on day game and stop
spending so much time in bars as a way to get pussy . I’m not that
old but I’m not getting any younger either.
I think day game is great because it means better-looking women,
less flakes, less competition, and skills you can build on for life. In
club-style meat markets, it gets harder and harder to pull as you get
older, I’m thinking.
I want to be the guy who at 50+, when my looks are going, can still
conversate younger women into sex.
4. Separate myself from friends who always want to party.
It’s cool to stop by and talk with these dudes about business and
catch up, etc, - because I respect them - but I need to stop going
out with people who just want to take shot after shot and go all
night. Cats live fast where I come from. These guys don’t have the
problems I do (yet) and can play like that, but I’ve proven to myself
time and time again that I can’t.
My solo game typically yields better results anyways…And my old
school friends who drink often end up hanging with trashy, shady
people. These are the types I usually end up boxing to the ground.
If I am going to go out with these guys I need to a)sober drive, b)
know when to check out, or c) make my own choices about how
much to drink instead of getting caught up in the moment and letting
people throw drinks at me, etc.
Fortunately, even my hard-partying friends support me and are
going to be friends of mine for life no matter what I do. We grew up
in the same damn trailer park together. We lived hard together. We
came up together. They’re not going anywhere no matter what, and
for that I’m grateful.
That said, I do want to adopt a new set of friends who live more in
line with where I want to be in my life. More of a focus on health,
self-control, and self-actualization. And game.
5. My hand seriously cannot sustain much more damage than I’ve
already subjected it to. I honestly don't like the though of hurting
people, and I don’t want to end up in jail. I’m making a pact with
myself that the only time I can get physical with someone is if they
get physical with me or someone I care about.
Getting into martial arts with an emphasis on self-control would also
be benificial.
I’m going to avoid places and people that have potential for violence
and start excusing myself from the situation when my instincts get
my internal alarms ringing. I need to re-embrace the ability to
neutralize someone without “teaching them a lesson” and stop
giving them a reason to give me a reason – I am really good at
walking away when in control of my mental faculties.
6. I need to keep a goal in mind when I go out and isolate with
women quickly. I get caught up in the fun of the party and often
wait far too long to bring an easy lay out to the car or back to the
house. If I escalate quicker, I can spend far less time in bars.
In Closing
Thanks for reading, and wish me luck with this major change in my
life - it's taking me some real honesty here to open up with you guys
like this. I’m hoping that by being public about this serious problem
in my life with all you guys here I’ll have more reason to stick with it
and be congruent. I know a lot of you guys here sustain a fun
lifestyle with plenty of pussy but don’t drink a whole lot, so I couldn’t
ask for a better peer group.
I have no doubt this decision will affect every single part of my life,
from my health to my sex life to my money to my inner game.
"The past does not equal the future." - Anthony Robbins
talk about myself, so prepare yourselves.
The other night some guy got in my face and didn’t get out of it
when I warned him too. I head-butted him in the nose and mouth,
bloodying him, and then delivered a few punches and knees to his
dome. Ruined my own night. When the other two guys yelled at me
and asked me to leave the hotel room, I tried to fight them all.
This is typical behavior for me late at night.
I’m over 30 years old – getting too old for this shit, Man.
In retrospect, I may have encouraged him to get in my face so I
could do it. I'd had issues with the guys' behavior in the past, and
the potential was there, so I subtly invited it, and when it came I
gave him just enough warning to think twice about what he was
getting himself into before I unloaded on him like a ton of bricks.
I think this probably happens more often than I admit to myself.
This is my dark side.
I’ve socked up or injured at least 4 people this month alone while
under the influence of alcohol. Several more almost got it but I
stopped myself or they realized what they were dealing with before
it was too late. I’ve probably broken my hand about 9 or 10 times in
my life – maybe more – I don’t even bother going into the doctor
when it happens anymore, and the result is that my hand is bent
and crippled looking. Just ask OG how messed up it looks.
I can still use it, but sometimes on cold days I can’t move my pinky.
Major arthritis in my future.
I’ve probably been in over a hundred fights and usually these fights
consist of nothing more than me unloading on people. They barely
ever get even a shot on me, even when its been me and my buddy
against multiple people with the odds far out of our favor.
Apparently I must not look like much to people out looking for
trouble but I’m a natural brawler, I’m extremely violent, and
although I typically start off by backing down I bring it up about 5
levels in a heartbeat.
I’ve put people in hospitals. I've broken glasses and bottles over
faces. I’ve left people unconscious and bleeding, with no one else
around, and checked the papers the next day to make sure no one
turned up dead. Wrecked motorcycles while hammered. Gotten
suicidal. Fucked Asian hookers without a condum. Have been
drugged and robbed by nasty sluts in Asia too – simply because I
got drunk enough and went to the wrong venues.
I’ve run from the cops who knows how many times, fought with
some real gangsters, and had hits put out on my life – partly out of
sheer shitty luck but likely could have been avoided if not for poor
drunken decisions and/or drawing too much attention to myself
around town with my crazy reputation.
Even as a teen, there were times I got so mad and unloaded on
walls that it took 5 people to subdue me. The fact that I’ve made it
this far in life without ending up dead or in jail, hurting someone
really bad, or getting stabbed is starting to seem more and more like
a miracle the older I get.
All because of liquor. I used to get like that sober when I was a kid,
but I got control of it, and now it’s always the alcohol. How mature…
It’s a good thing I don’t do other drugs…
As you can imagine, this post has been a long time coming.
I’m Ready to Change
It’s not just the violence that makes me want to change the way I
deal with alcohol. I’d say that if there’s anything holding me back in
life, it’s the drinking. Hangovers are usually what cripple any
workout program I start.
My productivity suffers, and that affects my business and my money
– I’m living the dream making $500 - $700 in a day online when I
just find the motivation to sit down and work, so this alone is
absolutely retarded.
I would be doing very well financially if my life were more together.
Instead I just get by.
On top of that, drinking affects my game big time. First off, it has
become a major crutch. I’ve always been the fun-loving party-boy
and women love this about me upon initial meeting. I can get that
same vibe flowing when I’m sober or only have a couple drinks, but
the majority of the time anymore I just use the alcohol to boost
myself right into it.
In fact, I’d say that the majority of the time when I go out, I’m going
out to meet women, especially if in a new city. Considering the end
results, the personal sacrifices I’m making to meet women are
ridiculous.
The fucked up part is, however, that the drinking I lean on to game
has also become the most common thing to sabotage my game. I’ve
been drinking so hard for so long that after I drink enough to get
going I don’t stop. After a while, I get so hammered that getting laid
is a near-impossibility – I just get too sloppy and at this point it
sometimes even becomes a bitch to get it up.
And I’ve fucked some real nasty broads when drunk even though I’m
one of the pickiest bastards around when sober.
Drinking has also affected my sex drive and my stamina. My
erections aren’t as hard as they used to be. My testosterone levels
are low. I eat like shit when hung over and drunk, and I’m seriously
out of shape due to sedentary behavior and poor lifestyle choices.
The Cold, Hard Truth
Alcoholism is a real danger for me, and I’d be lying to myself if I said
it hasn’t already sunk it’s teeth in, obviously – especially after living
in Thailand for nearly 5 years, where going off the deep end
becomes so easy. I came seriously close. It runs in my family too.
My mother is a major alcoholic who lately has been on the verge of
drinking herself to death after a family tragedy. My father and my
uncle were both alcoholics and both OD’d on heroin.
It all sounds like a nightmare, I know. But even after all this, I’m not
ready to completely separate myself from alcohol forever.
Call me crazy but I like alcohol in moderation. It breaks down social
barriers and makes it really easy to get to know people quickly. I
enjoy a nice scotch or a wine or a well-made cocktail. I enjoy the
history and culture of alcohol. And I like going out from time to time
and having a couple drinks.
I don’t want to be that guy who had to quit because he couldn’t
manage his own shit…because I know that I can as much as this
post makes it sound like I’m a lost cause.
For one thing, I know I’m the kind of person who can handle alcohol
in moderation because I’ve tried it and had no problems. I’ve quit
for four months at a time to prove to myself I could, and during this
time I even went to bars and played pool and gamed women. No
problem. No cravings. No physical addiction.
I’ve also spent long periods of time using a limit – such as 3 drinks in
a night – and had no problem with it either. As long as I use
pre-established rules, I have no issues controlling myself. It’s when
I convince myself that I can drink just like all my friends who slam
shots and keep on drinking and don’t end up putting a hurting on
themselves that I suffer.
Where I Want to Be
I’ve got two types of game when I drink. One is the crazy, caveman,
funnest guy at the party, not-give-a-fuck game. This actually
garners me a lot of attention, and I can walk into a bar even after
drinking for two days straight and have every girl in the place
responding to me even though I’m reeking of stale booze and
haven’t brushed my teeth (this multiple-day drinking behavior is
common both in Thailand and here in Humboldt County where I'm
staying right now).
My buddies love bringing this guy out because there is never a
shortage of women around to hit on.
Obviously, this side of me is extremely damaging to my health and
usually results in a ton of phone numbers I can cultivate later on but
not so much instant pussy as I get so loaded and am so focused on
just have a rock-star type of blast that I never try to bring them
home. Usually if I do end up home with them it’s because they grab
me and say let’s go, or the bar closes and there’s no after-party.
If anything, it gets my buddies laid more than me.
My other game when I’m drinking is mellow, subtle, and together.
This is usually the version of myself when I make a conscious effort
to slow down. I have a few drinks and talk to a few girls, but I’m
more together so the resulting quality of girl is better. This game
also results when I meet a woman on another night or during day
game and go out with her for a drink. Since I’m with someone
already, I don’t feel that I need to go buck wild and get drunk as a
skunk and hit on everything in site.
To be honest, I am this latter guy so seldom now that I’m not even
sure how the success rate compares to the other approach
anymore. That said, I do know that earlier in the night, when I’m
still somewhat sober, I tend to get opened by higher-quality
women. I get opened by women every time I go out – usually
earlier in the night when I’m more sober and the bar is less
crowded. These are the ones I should be capitalizing on and this is
the approach I want to embrace with my drinking.
I Know What You’re Thinking
Anyone reading this who knows a thing or two about alcoholism or
thinks they do probably thinks I’m a fool for thinking I can control it,
but I don’t buy the typical AA-type thinking. I personally believe that
by making a decision and practicing willpower, I can adopt any habit
– even conquering the destructive behavior outlined above.
I’m one of the most mentally-strong guys out there, and I truly
believe you’re only an alcoholic if you choose to be.
Here’s My Plan
I got a Kindle book earlier this year that was written for people who
want to teach themselves to be moderate drinkers rather than
quitting altogether. It’s called “7 Weeks to Safe Social Drinking: How
to Effectively Moderate Your Alcohol Intake.”
http://www.amazon.com/Weeks-Safe-Social-...e+drinking
It’s obviously not the best plan for major alcoholic, but I stand by my
assertion that I still can control myself. The book presents a simple
but effectively presented game plan.
I only followed the program for a few weeks and was liking the
results and then there was a family medical emergency that left me
in a new city with an alcoholic uncle who drinks a 12-pack a day. We
stayed there for a week together in a hotel, and it didn’t take long
for me to start hitting the bars with him in between visits to the
hospital. I hadn’t been out of the hills for all summer and as soon as
I hit the city I was ready to party and pursue the talent.
Sent me right back to where I started.
Given my behavior when drinking lately, I want to give it another
go.
I’m still young, but I’ve spent my entire life being the hard partier
since I was about 13 years old. A lot of my potential has been
flushed down the toilet as a result. Every one I know who has gone
to prison or died young has done so because of alcohol or drugs. I
don't want that to happen to me.
Here’s my thinking. I had a lot of fun over these years. But I’ve
partied quite enough, I think. It’d be nice to see what the other side
of the population does and how they live. It’d be nice to improve my
health and be in the best shape of my life in my 30s. New habits
and interests. To explore my spirituality. To take my business
seriously.
To live longer and avoid the health problems of a heavy drinker.
And to leverage my mellower, more-together self to bang higher-
quality women.
In my opinion, as long as I don’t get a hold of my drinking, I can only
grow so much in life. I can only experience so much success. I’m
ready to move to that next level.
Leveraging This Forum for Self-Progress
This thread is going to be my chronicle of getting a hold of my
increasingly-destructive behavior and becoming a responsible
moderate drinker who can still go out for a drink or three or even 5
over a long night out but not venture into the rabbit hole.
Here’s How the First Week Works
In the first week of “7 Weeks to Safe Social Drinking,” you have to
adopt a simple set of rules for that week – it’s a time to “reset” your
drinking habits and get yourself on track. This week was really
simple for me the first time around, and in fact the rules seem pretty
lax, so I’m not expecting it to be a challenge this time. But since I’m
starting over I’m going to start from the beginning again, so here
are the rules presented in the book anyways.
1. No more than 3 drinks a day.
Note: Author mentions that you should be spending more than 3
hours a day on drinking anyways because it’s a sad waste of time.
That context really made sense to me.
2. No more than 1 drink per hour. (easier than it sounds when you
make it a conscious effort to keep your eye on the clock and set the
drink down once in a while)
3. At least 2 non-drinking days over the week.
4. Eat before and during drinking.
5. Watch portions. 1 ½ ounces of liquor, 12 ounces of beer (no
pints), or 5 ounces of wine is a drink.
The book also instructs you to keep a drink journal each and every
week, so I’ll be making a post every Sunday or Monday to report on
the previous week, including how many drinks I had each day,
whether I slipped, and other notes, etc. I might as well throw any
basic experiences with women and how my drinking or lack of
drinking played into it as well.
If I act like a dumbass and knock someone out I’ll let you know since
that type of violence is obviously a major problem for me.
Each week, new concepts are introduced – after the first week you
are allowed more than just 3 per day, depending on your sex and
weight, so I’ll be getting into more volatile territory at that point.
This first week will be a breeze.
In my updates, I’ll discuss the concepts gone over in the book as a
way to internalize them and also give anyone else who is interested
in getting a better grasp on their drinking habits something to work
with.
Some Personal Rules for Myself
Obviously, my behavior is extreme, and I’m going to have to change
a few other things about my life to not only make this work but to
embrace this other part of myself that I want to become and to
avoid destructive situations and destructive behavior. Here are a
few:
1. Change the bars I go to. Focus more on Happy Hours, wine bars,
and other mellow spots where the emphasis is not just on getting
as fucked up as possible. This will also help me avoid douche bags
without manners.
2. Have an exit plan and exit time when I go out.
Far too often I go to the bar chasing women and if I don’t pull
something by the end of the night I go to the after-parties and keep
drinking. I need to know ahead of time that if there’s nothing
promising by closing time, I need to go home and save my liver and
keep the rest of my life in check.
Un-guaranteed pussy is not worth my life, my health, and my
freedom.
If I’ve got something on the line, I need to either take it back home
or get a number and meet up again later – being able to walk away
will put me in a better position with her anyway, and I won’t get so
drunk as to smash someone in the face or fuck it up in some other
way.
3. Day game. I want to seriously focus on day game and stop
spending so much time in bars as a way to get pussy . I’m not that
old but I’m not getting any younger either.
I think day game is great because it means better-looking women,
less flakes, less competition, and skills you can build on for life. In
club-style meat markets, it gets harder and harder to pull as you get
older, I’m thinking.
I want to be the guy who at 50+, when my looks are going, can still
conversate younger women into sex.
4. Separate myself from friends who always want to party.
It’s cool to stop by and talk with these dudes about business and
catch up, etc, - because I respect them - but I need to stop going
out with people who just want to take shot after shot and go all
night. Cats live fast where I come from. These guys don’t have the
problems I do (yet) and can play like that, but I’ve proven to myself
time and time again that I can’t.
My solo game typically yields better results anyways…And my old
school friends who drink often end up hanging with trashy, shady
people. These are the types I usually end up boxing to the ground.
If I am going to go out with these guys I need to a)sober drive, b)
know when to check out, or c) make my own choices about how
much to drink instead of getting caught up in the moment and letting
people throw drinks at me, etc.
Fortunately, even my hard-partying friends support me and are
going to be friends of mine for life no matter what I do. We grew up
in the same damn trailer park together. We lived hard together. We
came up together. They’re not going anywhere no matter what, and
for that I’m grateful.
That said, I do want to adopt a new set of friends who live more in
line with where I want to be in my life. More of a focus on health,
self-control, and self-actualization. And game.
5. My hand seriously cannot sustain much more damage than I’ve
already subjected it to. I honestly don't like the though of hurting
people, and I don’t want to end up in jail. I’m making a pact with
myself that the only time I can get physical with someone is if they
get physical with me or someone I care about.
Getting into martial arts with an emphasis on self-control would also
be benificial.
I’m going to avoid places and people that have potential for violence
and start excusing myself from the situation when my instincts get
my internal alarms ringing. I need to re-embrace the ability to
neutralize someone without “teaching them a lesson” and stop
giving them a reason to give me a reason – I am really good at
walking away when in control of my mental faculties.
6. I need to keep a goal in mind when I go out and isolate with
women quickly. I get caught up in the fun of the party and often
wait far too long to bring an easy lay out to the car or back to the
house. If I escalate quicker, I can spend far less time in bars.
In Closing
Thanks for reading, and wish me luck with this major change in my
life - it's taking me some real honesty here to open up with you guys
like this. I’m hoping that by being public about this serious problem
in my life with all you guys here I’ll have more reason to stick with it
and be congruent. I know a lot of you guys here sustain a fun
lifestyle with plenty of pussy but don’t drink a whole lot, so I couldn’t
ask for a better peer group.
I have no doubt this decision will affect every single part of my life,
from my health to my sex life to my money to my inner game.
"The past does not equal the future." - Anthony Robbins
Beyond All Seas
"The individual has always had to struggle to keep from being overwhelmed by the tribe.
To be your own man is a hard business. If you try it, you'll be lonely often, and sometimes
frightened. But no price is too high to pay for the privilege of owning yourself." - Kipling
"The individual has always had to struggle to keep from being overwhelmed by the tribe.
To be your own man is a hard business. If you try it, you'll be lonely often, and sometimes
frightened. But no price is too high to pay for the privilege of owning yourself." - Kipling
