Day 4 – Sobriety: How do you know when you get there?

Now on my fourth day sober and feeling a little overwhelmed by the journey ahead of me. For the past few days, I have felt this false sense of bravado – like I have this thing licked… Like I’m just really gonna kick this thing right in the dick. As a strong, independent woman, IContinue reading “Day 4 – Sobriety: How do you know when you get there?”

Day 3 – About last night…

My first weekend evening on this new journey. Last night, Friday night, was my first night of non-drinking with others who were drinking. I went with a to a friend’s house to celebrated his daughter’s birthday. There were a few little girls there. We made sushi and cake. Fortunately it was not a purely “adult”Continue reading “Day 3 – About last night…”

Day 2- Living Sober in a Drunken World

As I navigate an old world as a new me, I have concerns that my relationships will be affected by my choice to be sober. Alcohol is everywhere in our society. It is present at every social event, even in places where it would seem out of place, (baby showers, kids birthdays). It is almostContinue reading “Day 2- Living Sober in a Drunken World”

Day 1- Not hungover but no different

I don’t drink every day. So taking one day off, isn’t really tough for me. And when I feel little low or hungover, I can easily take the day off from the booze. My problem is when I do drink, I often go all in and drink way too much. OR I decide to drink,Continue reading “Day 1- Not hungover but no different”

The “A” word, it’s not what you think.

Abstinence.. Such an ugly word. Speaks to deprivation and sadness. Abstinence is defined as: the fact or practice of restraining oneself from indulging in something. “Restraining oneself from indulging.” Well that sounds like a great big bag of no-fun, right? The idea of a lifetime of abstinence from alcohol seems too daunting for me. SoContinue reading “The “A” word, it’s not what you think.”

Day Zero, Again

How many “Day Zero’s” have I had? 10? 20? Surely not 30… Maybe 30… I don’t know. Let’s call it 25 for the sake of argument. But as a woman, in her mid to late 40’s, with a lifelong complicated relationship with alcohol, I have at least had 20 “Day 0” days. The day thatContinue reading “Day Zero, Again”