As you can see from my last post, I didn’t succeed in kicking the evil drink, THAT TIME. I have however, had more bad experiences drinking since then, aka. Hawaii and Phoenix (ironic right!?)
It has been 4 week since my last drink. This time I can feel it. It’s the final time. I have never in my life gone 4 whole weeks without drinking since I was 13 years old.
IT FEELS AWESOME.
But, oh it hasn’t been easy thus far.
In Phoenix, I ended up drinking far too much, not treating my boyfriend in an ideal way, fell off a bike and really hurt myself, couldn’t find my way home, and also was verbally abusive with some people I have issues with. I wanted to die when I woke up the next morning.
I puked in 20 second intervals, all day long. Couldn’t keep water down, anxiety was ripping my heart apart. My poor boyfriend. I tell him time and time again, this is it, I’m done. He knows better.
But this time I mean’t it. The whole rest of the trip I allowed everyone else to continue on drinking, enjoying time in the sun and beach, and I stayed sober!
I need to prove with my actions and not my words that I mean business.
I am proud of myself!!! This past month I survived:
- My best friends 24th birthday sober
- My other friends 25th PUBCRAWL (I didn’t handle it exactly the way I imagined in my brain, everyone was doing shots and partying, even my boyfriend and I ended up being upset with him about it (irrelevant, but I thought he should have been supporting me more)
- The WHO concert
- Rest of my vacation in Mexico/Phoenix
Even though some of these things were hard, I got through them, and I woke up sober!
That is something to be grateful for. Oh and all my friends can’t believe my will power 🙂
Much Love, xo