For at least four months after I made the decision to quit drinking, I found myself in a strange purgatory. I didn’t want to be drinking. I didn’t want to not be drinking. I wanted all the “mores”… Read More
Thinking about getting sober can be terrifying. Fear of the unknown is enough to keep people stuck in the cycle of addiction for years.
I got sober alone. No 12-step program. No sober friends. Alcohol all around me. Alone.
I loved being a party girl, going out every night and getting wasted. I thought it made my life fun. Sure, there was shame and regret in the morning, but I could wash that away with a few drinks.
My weekend drinking binges we more out of habit than need. It was Saturday night, so I must drink. And drink. And drink.