Hello all, I just counted my days to motivate me and I’m 625 days alcohol free - it’s pretty amazing really as it is so challenging in the summer!
In the past I certainly would have drank when having a BBQ, when sitting outside in a restaurant, in the city, when sunbathing in the garden etc, etc. For sure my brain is wired to associate summer with wine and drinking - and it certainly romanticizes how lovely and nice that cool glass of wine is!
Obviously it is not romantic at all when the first glass of wine quickly becomes the 4th, 5th, 6th (and I’m running inside to sneak secret drinks DH can’t see and not even bothering with a glass 😳!, and I eventually blackout, don’t remember going to bed and have the Shane and anxiety the next morning wondering what I’ve said and done.
Now I have to make new connections in my brain about summer - it’s about health, enjoying the sun sober with my family and nice cold AF drinks (I always fill my fridge with my favourite soft drinks every Friday and lots of sweets (I love Haribo!) and treats to get me through the weekend),
It’s then nice to wake up Monday morning for work with no hangover, dread about what I’ve done and shame. No apology / groveling texts to DH from my desk and hiding in my office all day because I can’t string a sentence together. No thinking about calling at the shop on the way home to buy another bottle (or two) of wine to make me feel better.
it’s great to actually start the week and be productive and not smelling of wine!
I type this and think oh my God what was I doing for years!
It got even worse when I started working from home and I’d start on the wine earlier I always had an excuse to call at the shop - we need toilet roll, bread, milk, some essential ingredients for dinner. I remember hiding wine behind the curtains as I worked and sipping drinks mid conference call - it’s so awful ( I was thinking I’ve no idea how I got away with it and I’m pretty sure my colleagues knew!!).
Looking back it’s insane the grip alcohol had on me and actually after that enjoyable moment of the first drink when all life’s troubles disappear and I’m suddenly really confident and not self conscious - it all goes out of the window and becomes very, very bad.
In the end I had to leave two jobs basically before they fired me for drinking. I was a bloody marketing director in huge companies and ended up signing on for a few weeks!
Thankfully now I work freelance / contract and by some amazing luck / by the grace of God etc I haven’t destroyed my career had enough contacts to do well. But I can see how close I was to losing everything because I couldn’t control my drinking.
Apologies, very long post again - it seems writing is like therapy for me! Perhaps why my psychologist suggested I keep a journal - maybe I should go and do that instead of boring you all 🤣