Bye Bye Booze
Quitting alcohol is absolutely number one on my list of things to quit. I absolutely, must not, ever again, drink alcohol.
Now… please know I’ve said this 1 million times before on 1 million different mornings exactly like this one. A morning where I wake with a headache and a dry mouth and a vow to “NEVER DO THIS AGAIN.” Only SURPRISE — I do it again. But not today satan. Today I am quitting. For good.
(god please help me).
Alcohol has done me very few favors in my life. It’s caused much more harm than good. It’s stolen my time, my energy, my resources, my dignity, my mornings, my nights, my weekends, my happiness.
It’s taken so god damn much. It’s like that ex-boyfriend you just can’t stop going back to even though you know IT’S NEVER GOING TO WORK.
But then one day you finally grow tired of the bullshit and you just stop reaching out and stop taking the calls and you move on and eventually it hurts less and one day the sun shines again and your heart feels warm and you realize YOU’RE OKAY. And another day soon after that you realize that you are more than okay, you are GREAT. You are better. You are FREE.
So, it’s time for me to be free. Free from the clutch and chains of alcohol. Free from the wasted time and money. Free from something that is socially unacceptable to suck at but also socially unacceptable to quit?… What kind of mindfuckery is that?
Anyway, I’ve wasted enough time being wasted. So I quit.
Any other sober friends out there?
“Spending a night out drinking is akin to dismantling every piece of protection we have — our cognition, our decision making, our reaction time, our memory, our standards, our voice. If we thought about alcohol in this way — as something that undermines our collective momentum and personal agency and vitality and self-worth — what would that mean for us? What if we all rejected the poison — then what? I’ll tell you what: world domination, bitches.”
― Holly Whitaker, Quit Like a Woman: The Radical Choice to Not Drink in a Culture Obsessed with Alcohol
