how to stop drinking
When I see people working so hard to try and get people to convert to their way of living, quite often it is from a place of kindness and concern. But, equally often, it's from a place of needing every one to be the same as them, so they don't feel they are missing out anymore.
You could take away every positive non-drinking has ever given me. You could bring back into my life every negative that dissolved as a non drinker. I'd cope with them all. Everything except the itching. The feeling of having never had enough. I will never, ever stand for such a feeling in my life again. Nothing is worth that.
The truth is, even when we nail the art of non-drinking, the ground beneath us is never guaranteed to be steady. People still leave us in various ways. The shifting components of our life we have no control over still keep moving, at whatever pace they choose to.
I woke up this morning to the nice newsreader lad on the telly informing me that you'd decided we should all stop drinking for two days a week, due to new guidelines you'd had a go at making. I waited eagerly for the second part of your plan. I waited and waited. But that was it. That was your idea. Just don't drink.
Starting after this Bank Holiday weekend. On Tuesday 5th of May, I'm inviting anyone who wants to to join a How To Be A Sober Girl 30 Day Kickstart. It's going to involve as little online support, and as much getting you out of the house, away from bloody internet forums as you can possibly fit in.
In my life, alcohol is almost like a massive storm, a tornado even, whipping up chaos and destruction in its pathway with me tightly sucked into its vortex. The devastation so significant my life cleaved into two parts; before and after.
For you it's the morning where self-loathing kicks in yet again. The feeling of squandering yet another weekend, f*cking up by doing sh*t you promised yourself you wouldn't do. You even meant it this time when you said it.