Not For Me, Thanks
Declining drink and drama
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I thought I had solo life nailed—remote work, no booze, dog at my side. Turns out, independence doesn’t make you immune to loneliness. This isn’t a cry for help. It’s a real look at what happens when silence settles in.
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I did it with wine in hand The Myth of Rock Bottom You don’t have to lose everything to choose yourself. There’s this stubborn belief floating around in our culture that you can only go sober once you’ve hit some mythical rock bottom. Like there’s this one catastrophic moment—flashing lights, broken glass, dramatic tears—that gives…
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I’ve sporadically done this before. When I was pregnant. When I was really heavily into sports, running, CrossFit. See – that’s the issue, right there. I’ve done it multiple times and clearly never successfully. Alcohol was a lifeline and a companion. After all, when you achieve something, like that first competition, even having a child…
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Every Friday night felt like an eternity. If I just make it to Saturday morning, I’ll be fine. There are so many things about sobriety that no one warns you about. You experience the cravings. There’s an identity shift. You suddenly have to actually feel every single emotion you used to drown out. But one…
Not For Me, Thanks 