People used to beg me to stop drinking. They just couldn’t understand how someone could keep doing the same things with consequences that got worse and worse over the years. Every time anyone mentioned my drinking, a seed was planted. But I know one thing for sure – when they told me I LOOKED LIKE SH*T , I listened. Maybe admitting that makes me shallow but what do I care? I don’t have spider veins spreading across my nose and cheeks and my hair isn’t dryer than the Sahara. Whatever it takes, do that. And always remember to keep it simple, Sisters. . . .
Some say drunk words are sober thoughts. Mine weren’t. I don’t know who that person was but it wasn’t pretty. And I said it all. Did it all. Didn’t remember it all. Has anyone ever told you that you’re a monster when you get drunk? That they don’t even recognize you? One theory is that alcohol is called spirits to refer to a demon or spirit that produces intoxication. Well. No one needs to see the spirited demon that rears it’s head when I drank. Better to have a happy spirit, soul, mind, and body. Happy Monday, Sisters! Keep it simple today. . . .
We know so many women who stopped drinking alcohol for Sober October or Dry January who decided to continue riding this AF train even after their month was “up”. After recognizing how much better they felt they realized exactly how much alcohol stole from them. Money, time, serenity, happiness, fitness, whatever! Anyway, if it’s your Day 1 or 1001, congrats! Keep it simple today, Sisters. . . .
Not to mention the fact that somehow when I got a buzz on I guess I thought I was #oprahwinfrey because it was “you get a shot! And you get a shot! Sure, you too!” like she used to say on her #favoritethings shows. Though I guess she said you get a car or something. Why did I do that? Well, I can’t answer why I did 85% of things I did after I got drunk. As for the other 15%, I just don’t remember. One thing that helped me to remember was if I woke up with an injury I could probably piece together how it happened. It’s nice to be relatively normal. Only took a few decades and scars that last a lifetime. They fade, though, and people forgive. I don’t forget and don’t want to. Why? Because I never want to be that lost soul again. Happy Wednesday, Sisters! Keep it simple today. . . .
When all else fails, think of the beauty/vanity aspect of alcohol on your skin, hair, and nails. If it’s showing up on the outside, what’s happening inside? No more poison for me. Happy Tuesday, Sisters! Keep it simple today. . . .
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. . . .