The fear

cruais

The fear! The fear! The fear I am experiencing this morning is killing me.

Baby free last night and consumed way to much and got locked. Phone smashed and sore back so must have fallen.

But the worst thing was i met my neighbours in the smoking area and the absolute $hite that came out of my mouth to them, i am mortified and dunno how im going to leave the house.

I dont know why im even starting this thread. Somebody make me feel better!

El Weirdo

cruais wrote: »

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I dont know why im even starting this thread. Somebody make me feel better!

You do realise where you've posted this, yes?

Frynge

Go online and buy blackout curtains for all windows in the house, set up online delivery from tesco or Supervalu. It's clear you can never leave the house again.

mockingjay

I suffer badly from this too... however my sister puts it into perspective. You let your hair down last night, you had a good night, you deserve it, you work hard - you mind your kids 24/7 - your kids were not there. So what if you met your neighbours, they see you on a daily basis going about your business, they know you don't do this every night. Don't be ashamed-this is the fear - they will have had nights like this before, we all had and they were probably glad to see you enjoying yourself. Even if you spoke to them, they were probably all tipsy, how do you know they are not feeling the same. When the flashbacks come - say to yourself, I had a good night and I harmed nobody (but myself lol). They all have their own problems and I'm sure won't be thinking about you all day, have a rest and have a giggle about it and when the kids come back, big hugs will help you feel better and remind you that it's only them that matters. It's going to be a tough day but remember how lucky you are, you have a home and beautiful children beside you. Tomorrow is a new day:)

El Weirdo

Don't forget to murder the neighbours too.

They can never let anyone know what you said to them.

Good luck.

PARlance

cruais wrote: »

The fear! The fear! The fear I am experiencing this morning is killing me.

Baby free last night and consumed way to much and got locked. Phone smashed and sore back so must have fallen.

But the worst thing was i met my neighbours in the smoking area and the absolute $hite that came out of my mouth to them, i am mortified and dunno how im going to leave the house.

I dont know why im even starting this thread. Somebody make me feel better!

It's generally worse than you can imagine.

Panthro

Sing them a song

(To the tune of Bowie's "Starman")....There's a frog...SPAWNNNN waiting in a pond....he wants to come and meet you but his feet are not that long..yes there's a frog...SPAWNNNN waiting in a pond..one day he'll be a froggy and he'll see you in a bog..there's a frog....SPAWNNN.

Xaracatz

Yeah - get through today, and tomorrow will be a whole pile better.

You'll be grand. Lots of people have done a whole pile worse on the drink (your neighbours included I'm sure!)

SEPT 23 1989

Did many people witness the fall is it on CCTV somewhere

Maybe it will appear on one of those clip shows or uploaded on you tube

Ronald Wilson Reagan

I got it so bad that I haven't left my presidential nuclear bunker in 12 years.

Xaracatz

SEPT 23 1989 wrote: »

Did many people witness the fall is it CCTV somewhere

Maybe it will appear on one of those clip shows or uploaded on you tube

Hmmmm. Aren't you that guy who slipped over on the ice!? -_-

Shint0

mockingjay wrote: »

They all have there own problems and I'm sure won't be thinking about you all day

Very true. We tend to magnify these things way out of proportion and give it more weight than it deserves unless it's an ongoing regular occurrence. Glad I don't drink anymore so I don't have to suffer the cringefest.

Gwynplaine

Solution.
3 rashers, 3 sausages, 2 white puddin, 2 black puddin, beans, mushrooms, 2 eggs, 4 toast (with real butter), 2 big mugs of tea, pint of diluted. Close the curtains, telly on. Crisps, chocolate, more tea. Chicken Curry with rice and chips and portion of chicken balls later. Bed around 9.30pm.

Alf Stewart.

Was out last night with the Mrs. Anyway, after boosting the froth off a few coldies, the nicotine habit got the better of us and we headed outside to feed it.

Mid smoke, I banged into me neighbour who was obviously worse for wear, and I never really spoke to properly before.

Anyways, after whinging about their broken phone, and enquiring if I knew anything about broken screens, let slip that theyre mad into swinging, likes the more mature blokes too.

Mrs Stewart is polishing me crotchless chaps and Stetson now. We got a session for tonight!


See ya later OP, code word is wallaby.

Shint0

Gwynplaine wrote: »

Chicken Curry with rice and chips and portion of chicken balls later. Bed around

Were they last night's leftovers after the feed of drink? Cold chicken balls :eek:

Something I really don't miss. Wouldn't call it the fear, really only associated that with DTs. But did occasionally have nights where I could not remember chunks. Now was lucky in that I was a very happy drunk, invariably the worst news was that I was on the dance floor most of the night and giddy or foolish, was never nasty or morose. But wouldn't go back there.

qo2cj1dsne8y4k

Ahh. This is when you need an extra awesome gland instead of where your shame gland is. Don't worry about it. The fear kills nobody! You went out, got drunk. These things happen.

jimmii

The only sensible thing to do is to burn all your clothes change your name to Jose and move to Venezuela and never use any internet connected device again. I don't think there's much else you can do to save this situation.

ygolometsipe

Well OP, I have a fair amount of stress in my life at the moment and
I have noticed that when I drink my "fear"/hangover is too much.

I react similar to you, what did I say, where did I hide that body.
What if I told someone I once watched twilight oh the shame, oh the utter shame.

but Don't be too hard on yourself! Its likely just a bit of stress or madness washing out with the booze

Now its back to the Tea for you

Lurkio

cruais wrote: »

The fear! The fear! The fear I am experiencing this morning is killing me.

Baby free last night and consumed way to much and got locked. Phone smashed and sore back so must have fallen.

But the worst thing was i met my neighbours in the smoking area and the absolute $hite that came out of my mouth to them, i am mortified and dunno how im going to leave the house.

I dont know why im even starting this thread. Somebody make me feel better!

Unless you're examining gouges on your knuckles, various bruises about your person and picking stained glass out your hair, you've nothing to worry about.

zSparc

cruais wrote: »

Somebody make me feel better!

Take it as a lesson and don't drink at all or drink in moderation (if you can). Unless you feel it's well worth getting the fear...

Back on the horse op, get a fry into you and down to the local for some Sunday afternoon cure pints.

ToddyDoody

cruais wrote: »

Baby free last night and consumed way to much and got locked. Phone smashed and sore back so must have fallen.

But the worst thing was i met my neighbours in the smoking area and the absolute $hite that came out of my mouth to them, i am mortified and dunno how im going to leave the house.

Sorry to hear. At least you didn't take to social media and post some dark sexual things to people.

What did you say to your neighbour? (It's not funny i know but We could do with a laugh)

Rothko

Trenton Little Honeysuckle wrote: »

Back on the horse op, get a fry into you and down to the local for some Sunday afternoon cure pints.

I don't think heroin would be a good idea.

ToddyDoody

Are you allowed ride a horse drunk?

Alf Veedersane

[Deleted User] wrote: »

But did occasionally have nights where I could not remember chunks.

Until you look at your shoes

Suas11

Suas11 wrote: »

I don't think heroin would be a good idea.

???

The flying mouse

When I used to get the fear the next day, I usually blamed everyone else and convinced myself I did nothing wrong and everyone else was a weirdo, it worked for me for years.

Heckler

Horse is slang for heroin

The flying mouse

Trenton Little Honeysuckle wrote: »

???

Heroin is also known as horse, though I haven't heard it called that in years.

Heckler

zSparc wrote: »

Take it as a lesson and don't drink at all or drink in moderation (if you can). Unless you feel it's well worth getting the fear...

Thanks for the advice. We'll all stop in and have some dry toast.

Vic_08

Gwynplaine wrote: »

Solution.
3 rashers, 3 sausages, 2 white puddin, 2 black puddin, beans, mushrooms, 2 eggs, 4 toast (with real butter), 2 big mugs of tea, pint of diluted. Close the curtains, telly on. Crisps, chocolate, more tea. Chicken Curry with rice and chips and portion of chicken balls later. Bed around 9.30pm.

And then call it a beer belly.

RobertKK

If you want to feel better, drink less in future and you might avoid this happening again.

As for what happened, it happened, people will forget in time, things can seem bad but most people are just concerned with their own lives and if they are overly interested in their neighbour's lives, they are the one who have a bigger problem.

Heckler

As for the fear, unless you have blood stained clothes you're pretty much gold. Its all in your head. Pull the blinds, lash on a movie and eat bad food. Be all ok in the morning.

Shint0

Suas11 wrote: »

I don't think heroin would be a good idea.

Sunday morning
Brings the dawn in

pragmatic1

All is lost OP. Burn your house to the ground, leave your family and assume a new identity.

If you're lucky you might get a bedsit in Longford town and a zero hours contract at some supermacs.

Panthro

ToddyDoody wrote: »

Are you allowed ride a horse drunk?

Suppose you can, as long as you both consent like.

PARlance

Panthro wrote: »

Suppose you can, as long as you both consent like.

If you make her a cup of tea and she drinks it then you're good to go.

zSparc

Heckler wrote: »

Thanks for the advice. We'll all stop in and have some dry toast.

No bother, always here if you need me

It's pretty much obvious that it's only pros and cons that have to be reviewed by the OP. If he/she prefers to drink and the "kick" after a few is worth physical, mental (or both) torment the next morning - the choice is obvious, blast away and don't look back. Otherwise I can't see any point in touching fire and complaining that it burns. Childish stuff, really.

caille

Panthro wrote: »

Sing them a song

(To the tune of Bowie's "Starman")....There's a frog...SPAWNNNN waiting in a pond....he wants to come and meet you but his feet are not that long..yes there's a frog...SPAWNNNN waiting in a pond..one day he'll be a froggy and he'll see you in a bog..there's a frog....SPAWNNN.

Post of the week! I am PSML here and yes, I just sang this out loud.

Thanks, Panthro, for chasing away my Sunday Fear :-)

snubbleste

Am I the only one who reads fear as fear.. where fear = man ?
just me? ok carry on

diomed

Use the old plot twist.
"Did you meet my identical twin brother last week?. He's a terrible drunk."

cruais

Thanks for the posts! Given me a laugh.

Today has been torture spent dodging my neighbours and looking after the little man. It can't end quick enough.

I told my neighbour that the politician guy living on our road was a c u next tuesday.

I think ill sell my house 😅

cruais

cruais wrote: »

Thanks for the posts! Given me a laugh.

Today has been torture spent dodging my neighbours and looking after the little man. It can't end quick enough.

That's the wrong way to go about it, if I've the fear after a night out I'd go out of my way to bump into the people I was talking to etc as soon as possible as you just get meeting them out of the way, more often than not have been worrying about nothing and can forget about it.

posturingpat

Went on a bit of a mad bender a few years back and woke up after a weekend on it to find my underpants soiled.

Now the fear after that was something i'd never want to experience again.

Your sore back doesn't feel quite so embarassing now does it

johnty56

posturingpat wrote: »

Went on a bit of a mad bender a few years back and woke up after a weekend on it to find my underpants soiled.

Now the fear after that was something i'd never want to experience again.

Your sore back doesn't feel quite so embarassing now does it

Now, just to be clear.. did you find your underpants soiled? Or did you soil your underpants?

posturingpat

johnty56 wrote: »

Now, just to be clear.. did you find your underpants soiled? Or did you soil your underpants?

Well I found them soiled and although I've no recollection of soiling them I'm presuming someone didn't take them off and place **** in them so I'm guessing I was that drunk I went for a fart and got more than I bargained for.
The odd thing is my bum was clean so I mustv got in and went for a poo afterwards.