So last night somebody asked me, “what’s the one thing that the most people relapse over? Break up? Death in the family? Sh*t day or week or month of work?” I told him the answer was none and all of those. There can always be a “reason” to drink. My answer was, “One of 2 things. Fear or ego”.
fomo is real for a lot of us and most events we attend likely serve alcohol. Why can you say no one night and yes the next? Only you know that. The ego part isn’t ego like “I am sooooo hot and cool and rad and 🔥”. Quite the opposite. This is our ego that worries about what people will think about them not drinking so it’s basically insecurity. I GET IT! However. If someone is going to judge me in a negative fashion for choosing what I put in my glass? Welp. Tata. Maybe they need to look into their own relationship with alcohol. Not my business, nor do I care. Stay in your lane, do the best you can, and hang with us.
Happy FRIDAY, sober family! Keep it simple today.
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Have you ever tried to figure out how many seconds, minutes, hours, days, months, or years you spent on either drinking alcohol, prepping to drink alcohol, and disposing secretly of said alcohol? I could have written a thesis on something sciencey in the amount of time I spent on that bastard alcohol. The nights of partying weren’t so horrible always. But boy the mornings after were FAR from worth it. If someone doesn’t like that you’re not drinking give ‘em an hour. Once they’ve had “enough” they won’t care less about what’s in your glass. Time to rediscover you- the you before the alcohol or drug or sex or whatever took over. I bet we’ll love you as is. Happy Thursday, sober family! Keep it simple today. . . .
New friends have never seen me sloppy drunk. Old friends are used to the “new” me. It’s not expected of me to be “that girl” anymore. As in omg that girl just faceplanted or holy sh*t that girl is being escorted out because she’s so wasted. It’s a fabulous thing but because it’s not what I was used to it can be uncomfortable. You’d think the uncomfortable feelings would come from the shame of what I did. Well. At least I wasn’t conscious while doing it. Sometimes it’s easier to numb, at least that way you don’t have to deal at that moment. I do know one thing for sure though. I’d rather be present for my feelings; good, bad, and oh so ugly. Happy Tuesday, sober family! Keep it simple today. . . .
Last night I went to a concert a few hours away. It didn’t slip my mind that when I was getting ready I didn’t have to keep getting a refill of my alcoholic pre-game beverage of choice. I didn’t have to do all of the prepping and planning that goes along with drinking; do I have enough for the ride, do I have a stash no one else knows about, how can I be as wasted as possible before going in? Oh and how will I pay for the 12.00 beers there? Walking in last night we saw a woman who was so sh*tfaced she faceplanted on the cement. Her friends helping her looked annoyed and kind of like, “here she goes again, who’s babysitting this time?” That was me for a few years (or decades 😬). Glad it’s not anymore. Plus it was about a million degrees out and if I were drinking I’d more than likely be getting an IV drip today bc I KNOW I wouldn’t have been drinking water too. I woke up fresh as a daisy 🌼 Happy Saturday, sober family! Keep it simple today. . . .
Have you ever noticed the way that alcohol mandates your life? I only noticed it after I quit drinking. The phone calls and texts before an event – who’s driving (not me!!!!), what are we drinking, do we have enough? Oh no someone got hurt but no one can drive! Oh no I sent a text I shouldn’t have bc alcohol said to. Oh no where did I wake up, who’s that guy in the bed, and what are these bruises?! Not my best moments so when I stopped being Alcohol’s puppet life got a lot better. Less stress, anxiety, and shame. Happpppppy FRIDAY, sober family! Keep it simple today. . . .
I’ll never ever forget the time that I heard a friend tell another “Dude. Sometimes you just have to ride it out.” In that particular instance, he was talking about a “dry-good” (aka – drug) because he knew that the only thing that would make that situation better was time. Triggers come and go. Feelings and emotions do too. If you wait long enough. Some of us need to move a muscle to change a thought. If I’ve only learned one thing for certain in life it’s that nothing is certain. Everyone and everything changes. Sometimes we just need to ride it out to get to it. Try to enjoy it if you can and keep it simple today. . . .
It’s all about the evolution, ladies. A ton of us started drinking during our formative teenage years. I think that’s when many normies learn who they are and who they want to become. I sure didn’t. But who I was was decided for me by my behaviors. So if I’m going to be the crazy drunk girl, tween, teen, 20-something, and so on, I’m going to be the best. Which was probably the worst call. It didn’t matter if I burned it the f DOWN in a town because I’d just move. Time for a relocation reinvention. It didn’t take long to be that crazy drunk there too. No matter where. So give yourself a little grace if you’re still figuring it out. It’s going to take some time. It’s not like we’re the celebrities who have a baby and tummy tuck that same day and look like they were never even pregnant. No quick fix worked for me. I wonder if those tummy tucks really work 🤔. Probably not. Time to get a one-piece! 😂Happy Friday, sober family! Keep it simple today. . . .
Did any of you ever wake up still drunk from the night before? Like hammered drunk? I’ll wait to hear your answers before I tell you mine 🤐😂but a friend of mine told me this story the other day. She used to run a big company that took care of seniors and had a few women there who weren’t…let’s say… living up to their potentials and her expectations. They’d come in so debilitated from the night before that they were less than productive from 8 am til about noon. She cared a lot about them and offered help if they needed it. Like many of us they denied having a problem. So guess what she did? She made their work day START at noon. Not many of us have a boss like that. I know I never have. So if you woke up today instead of came to, know where your ID is, and can formulate a sentence, you’re on the right track. Happy Saturday, sober family! Keep it simple today. 🖤👯♀️. . . .
Freedom from alcohol is the most important gift I could give myself. Ever. I never knew how riddled with fear I was until I put the bottle down. Luckily, after I did, that fear has dwindled down to a tiny little trickle. Good thing. My nerves couldn’t take it for one more day. Happy Friday, sober family! Keep it simple today. . . .
Don’t get me wrong. I love springtime. And summertime. Fall is cool too. Winter can suck it (for me)! But Every Single Time the weather turns warm I’m surprised that my first thought STILL goes to alcohol. All I have to do, though, is look back to see how any of these things in this post end. Yard work? Welp I’d cut some grass (not on a riding mower) with beer in hand and think I deserved a lot more. So I’d do maybe the side yard then “deserve” a break. Drink a six pack, HAVE to get more, by that time I’d blow it all off and forget all about that pesky grass. Garden parties never ended well for me. Horse races too. Lahdddd all the times I went to Preakness?! Cute hat n all and I’d feel like Princess Kate’s sister (what’s her name again? Cute name too!) when I got there. I’d get carried out at some point but not after diving off of super tall coolers people would stack up. Like I was a damn Sex Pistol or something. Beach? Fahhhgetttabboutitt. 😵💫😮. So there you have it. Just because it’s gorgeous outside doesn’t mean I’m all of a sudden able to handle the sauce. As one of my bosses told me in 1997, “you’re a good worker but you need to stop letting the sauce take you down”. Thanks Mr. Wiseman. Wise words. From a wise man (I had to do it 😂). Happy Wednesday, sober family! Keep it simple today. . . .