We have entered a time frame where you say, “I am a vegan” and it’s cool. “I am a Baptist.” Cool. Maybe we are approaching a time where, “I don’t drink.” Cool.
I know for years, I was That Guy. Not crazy, but small town and I’d be at the Mexican place or the pizza joint and everyone knew I was there to drink. I was always very upfront w the fact that I was there to drink, no matter where ‘there’ was, so today I am very upfront about being sober. It is never a condemnation of anyone else, just what I choose to do.
All those things said, just get through today. You never need a drink, you just want one…right up until you take one. You wouldn’t hand over control of your Life to your worst enemy…yet that is what we do if we drink.
Just a sidebar, Dec 12th of last year would have been my late son’s 17th birthday. My wife was working so I went to next town over to look at some clothes (Retail Therapy, don’t judge me, Bro. I consider myself a bit of a low key clotheshorse) I was walking on the sidewalk at the strip mall, the wife texts, I stop to check it…and I look up and am standing in front of a liquor store. The thought did cross my mind, “He should be here. You shouldn’t hurt like this. You shouldn’t wrestle with these thoughts and emotions and struggle w this pain. Go get something. Erase your brain. Drinnk enough to kill those thoughts. Just for a few hours” But that is as far as it went. The whole thought in half a second. Phone back in my pocket and headed up the sidewalk, but it scared me. I love the fact that it scares me. It means I am not allowing myself to be too comfortable. 9 Days later was my 6th Birthday.
If I can ever be of help or support, please let me know,