Tag: sobriety
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Listening to Me (eventually)
I didn’t stop drinking because everything fell apart. From the outside, life looked full. Busy. Successful. I was doing all the things I was “supposed” to be doing. But underneath it all, there was a quiet feeling I couldn’t ignore anymore – quite a few things didn’t sit right – that combined with horrific hangovers…
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Quiet Reflection
Looking back, I can see how I had bought into the story of the ¨Happy Hour¨ culture, alcohol portrayed as the reliable companion for unwinding, the social lubricant, the soft buffer against the challenge of anything uneasy. The ultimate soother, the quiet comforter, the answer that fit every question. For years I carried that belief…