I woke this morning with an immediate jag of a headache and a dry mouth as I 'came to', annoyed at having drunk too much last night and forgetting to hydrate and take Ibuprofen before bed, irritated that a hangover would dog at least my morning.
Then I remembered that I hadn't been drinking 😡
Fortunately it's subsided into a very mild background pain, now, but I'm pissed off that I'm not springing joyfully out of bed, ready to greet the day, after 29 AF days! And I wish I'd lost some -any!- weight!
However, in the spirit of balanced honesty, it has been useful to me discover how much of my general 'meh' is alcohol induced, and how much is 'just me'! Which doesn't mean I'll carry on as before after DJ. I did DJ to see if I could stop for any period of time, and to reset the ridiculous habit of drinking every night.
So my aim is moderation; I've had some fun, funny and amazing times with a few drinks on board over my 40 years of drinking, so obviously, I like a drink 😂 but I want to reassociate it as being a treat, not a habit.
I'm hoping the motivator for re-learning moderation is the knowledge that if I fail, the options are the continuing, insidious slow destruction of my health, or abstinence 😬
I recognise that many people have found the constant 'bargaining' of moderation to be too much head-noise, which of course I may also. But I will try, as I'm not ready to give up alcohol altogether, yet (?).
However, with no piss-on-chips intended, here, so many 'newly sober' friends over many decades evangelised about how incredibly, unbelievably transformed their AF lives now are! - then subsequently went on to drink more than me! I think they wanted to believe that they'd found the 'fix' for all the ills in their lives, which is completely understandable, but not realistic. Going AF didn't fix the reasons why they were drinking too much, they remained unexplored, thus unaddressed, thus ready to hijack them again.
I know why I drank too much: habit. It's past 6 o clock, dinner prep = wine; low level, low grade constant worry about my DS2, 23, drifting post degree; Post menopause, fat and a bit 'can't be bothered' listlessness; and finally, I love how that first glass feels. It's not replicated in the third glass, but by then, I don't care.
I'll shut up now!