It has come to my attention that a few of you noticed I haven’t been posting as many sobriety updates. Trust me, I understand that looks bad and I’m here to tell you exactly why you haven’t been seeing updates from me.
As I approach three months of sobriety, I think back on what has felt like a lifetime. It’s weird because three months isn’t that long, but my life has changed so drastically since I gave up drinking, I feel like I’m living a totally different life. My life.
This past week I celebrated two months of sobriety. How did I celebrate, you ask? I went to the club.
Yep, you read that right. I got all dressed up, put on a full face of makeup, hit downtown, and went dancing with a friend. While she sipped her beer, I sipped a Sprite. And while most would expect me to feel a little out of place, I felt completely fine. Surrounded by alcohol, I had no desire to drink.
See, the thing about being sober around drunk people in a club is… they don’t know you’re sober. They don’t care how you look or if your dance moves look like something out of Napoleon Dynamite. They don’t know the bubbly beverage in your hand doesn’t have vodka in it and even if they did, they wouldn’t care. In fact, they probably won’t even remember by tomorrow.
Being sober around drunk people is a whole lot of fun. Not only are you not missing out on the loud music and the dancing, but you’ll remember every second of it. You won’t wake up sick to your stomach with the room spinning around you. More than that, it’s a much safer alternative to stumbling around town drunk. You’re totally aware of your surroundings, totally in control of your mind and body. It’s a very settling feeling.
In the past few weeks, I’ve discussed how much more ~feeling~ I’ve been doing. I haven’t been numbing the pain of heartbreak or the discomfort of confrontational situations. This week, I also learned that being sober means I get to feel fun to the fullest extent. Sure, I’m challenged with being comfortable with myself in a crowd of beautiful strangers, but that in itself is a freeing experience. A very confidence inspiring way to spend a weekend if you ask me.
So, to anyone that worries they won’t have fun if they stop drinking, I assure you that isn’t the case. In fact, I can guarantee you’ll enjoy life’s fun moments much more than you ever could with alcohol. Go ahead. Give it a try!
While I usually try to keep my posts gender neutral, this one is written a little one sided. Mostly because I am a woman that has only ever dated men and it’s fairly difficult to write about something you know nothing about (aka, dating women). That being said, fellas, feel free to apply this to your own situation.
Listen, I get it. He’s special. You don’t know why he is, he just is. You’re supernaturally drawn to him, despite his flaws, and would do anything to be with him. You know his potential because you’ve seen glimpses of it. You know he can be a good man. The kind of man you deserve. But for whatever reason he is struggling to be that man. You have taken on the responsibility of being everything he could possibly need on his journey to becoming the man you know he can be. But here’s the thing… you may be setting out on a journey for change, but he’s not.
“So… are you ever gonna drink again?”
This has been the year of ultimate goal setting for me. It’s refreshing… and overwhelming. If you have a bunch of little goals, or even one big goal, I hope this post helps you achieve those dreams of yours, even if they seem insurmountable.
So, you’ve got a goal in mind. Where do you start? Well first…
Self-worth was always something I thought I had, but it wasn’t until this past year that my loved ones brought something to my attention. “If you knew your worth you wouldn’t do this, associate with him, put yourself through that…” A long list of crimes against myself was unfurled and I couldn’t ignore it any longer.