What do you think happens when the soul of a clown and the soul of a poet live together in one human being? Do they live in harmony? Well, while they don’t necessarily fight each other, they wage their own internal wars in opposite corners.

Having that duality within one man, it is a double whammy, folks. Most people wear some sort of mask on a daily basis. That is why when someone asks us “how are you?”, we automatically come back with something like “Fine, and you?”. We don’t really want to share how we feel and we don’t want to know how the other person is doing. That’s OK, though, the person who asked us the question in the first place doesn’t really want to know either.

Well, imagine two masks on one man: words dripping with alcohol and tears buried in laughter. Here it is: the beast that is me.

In this blog, I will share thoughts on my life, on the movies I love, on the music I appreciate and on many other things. Some of it will be in English and some in French, all depending on how the thoughts organize themselves in my head at that specific moment. There will be a little bit of everything. My sense of humour might shock some, so let all of you be forewarned. This is my space and it will fit my reality. If you get offended easily, you might want to look elsewhere.

Having said all of this now, all that is left to do is to officially welcome you to the blog of the clowning poet. Hope you enjoy your visits into my universe.

jeudi 22 juillet 2010

Step 2...

Do not let the title of this post worry you, folks, I am not about to break into song and start paying tribute to The New Kids on the Block by giving my own rendition of "Step by Step". I have not sunk that low yet in the depths of insanity.

This is a small post to give my peeps an update on my situation. As you all know by now, if you have been reading my blog, I am trying to attain a certain proper balance in my consumption habits. Wether it is food or alcohol, I want to be able, in the short term, to be more reasonable. I will not quit drinking altogether and discover Jesus in the process, that would not be me, but I want to have healthier habits, that is for certain.

Last weekend, I moved on to the second step of my three steps program. Forget the twelve steps process, this thing is adapted for me. All through last weekend, there were opportunities to have a few drinks, and I took them. But, each time, I put on the breaks early and stopped before even getting inebriated.

I am quite proud of myself. I know that a lot of people in my entourage thought that the absolute sobriety thing would last longer than a month, but I felt the effect it had on me wasn’t what I needed at this time. I always felt like I was punishing myself by refusing even the slightest of contact with my good old friend. I felt that I needed to trust myself one more time before absolutely giving up drinking.

So, on these occasions, over the weekend, I took a small dip. I am quite proud of the fact that I was able to stop before getting drunk. It is the same feeling I get when I pull away from the table before getting that feeling of fullness in my stomach. We all know that, by the time we feel full, we have eaten too much food. There was more booze available, and I didn’t partake. I was offered more and said no. That’s a huge step for a guy who wouldn’t stop until passing out, sometimes.

Considering the success I have had with the second step, I am moving on to the third and final one. The trick now is to take a little dip once in a while, but not too often. I will spend the next two weekend having fun and visiting stuff with my lovely wife. Those are times when I usually don’t indulge in the spirits, and I will make sure it stays that way. Then, I’ll try to keep it for special occasions, not whenever I feel like it. It also goes without saying that the amounts consumed each time will have to be reasonable.

So, I am continuing on this journey to a healthier me. Have a thought for me, my friends. It won’t be easy, but I want to do it. It has to work, or I’ll have to quit it all cold turkey, and that would suck. So, cheers, peeps, and have a good day!

4 commentaires:

Nancy a dit…

Yay!

Marc a dit…

Merci Nancy pour tes encouragements dans tes réponses à ce message et au message précédent. C'est apprécié.

Zuuuu a dit…

En fait, faut trouver l'équilibre et le tien, pas celui qui a fonctionné pour le voisin.

Je t'encourage donc dans ta quête vers cet équilibre, t'es fort, t'es capable!!! :)

Unknown a dit…

Bravo! Je pense que c'est une bonne façon d'aller chercher ses limites dans la consommation que ce soit la bouffe ou l'alcool. Il faut cependant bien se connaître dans nos habitudes et nos émotions pour ne pas déraper.
Tu y arrives et c'est formidable. Continue à nous partager ce que tu vis. Pour ma part, ça m'incite à revoir de mon côté ma relation avec la bouffe...
Lentement et sûrement! Bravo mon homme!

pis j'ai toute compris ce que tu as écrit en anglais!!! :D
(embrasse son dictionnaire anglais-français)