The perks outweigh the negatives when it comes to putting down the bottle for good. I’ll always remember the fact that I was petrified of missing out if I quit drinking. Come to find that I was missing out during the years I was. I was always too hungover to follow through with plans. I had to continuously make up stories as to how I got bruises and scabs. I surrounded myself with people who (I thought) were worse alcoholics than I was, just to make myself feel better. I slept and ate like shit, couldn’t sustain any sort of relationship, and my cheeks were covered in spider veins. That’s no way to live. Every day now I have a reason to be happy. If I can’t find one then I’m happy enough that I stayed sober. Happy Monday, sober family! Keep it simple today.