I often struggle to believe that I had no idea what people actually did that wouldn’t involve drinking.
For years I wouldn’t have believed people did actually have lives that weren’t soaked in alcohol.
I had no experience of socialising without getting battered.
Weekend. Evenings. All free time was spent in pubs.
I didn’t know any different. So I blithely assumed that my way was the only way.
People must have been doing normal things around me. I was just too tunnel-visioned to notice.
If they weren’t up for getting pissed. Then they were of no use to me. So I ignored them.
When I’d had enough. Years after the fun has gone out of drinking. I wanted a different life.
I’d started noticing people who never drank. They were so fascinating to me. But I never really had the confidence to ask them about the intricacies of their lives.
What do you do with your time?
A simple question that could easily have gotten me started. But I was too afraid to put myself out there.
So I had no choice but to figure it out myself.
And I did. It took a long time. Lots of trial and error.
It broke my heart a bit more, every time I discovered that these new things I was trying, has been there the whole time. That I’d been missing out on them for so long.
That l would never get my youth back, to spend as a happy non-drinker.
But I’m here now. It’s all second-nature. I have the life I’ve always wanted.
And, more to the point, I can’t imagine ever associating drinking with any experience I have. Or any activity I undertake.
Any party I go to, I get to enjoy as a non-drinker without even thinking about it.
Every date I go on with my husband, we get to leave alcohol totally out of the equation, as a subconscious habit.
Every Christmas and New Year. Every Birthday and Holiday. All are spent effortlessly experiencing a full life.
This week I went for tea and cake with my mother. They wrapped our cakes up as presents.
This is what my life is like now that there is no drinking. Everything is a fucking gift. Even the everyday things.
Talk about having your cake and eating it!
It was so perfect. Such a wonderful moment. I had to share it with you.
I could be in a pub right now, drinking last nights hangover away. I’m not. Because I chose to live differently.
So did you.
How good are we??!