So today is the 8th of October. I’ve passed my first week of being sober for this month. I’m ashamed to say it, but I think the last time I went this long without a drink was this time last year, which when I write it down seems absolutely crazy.
What I’ve also found weird is that I’m kind of resenting how much better I feel already. I don’t know what that says about my relationship with alcohol but I worry by the end of the month that I’ll be one of those people who says shit like “ I don’t need to drink on a night out to have fun” and all my friends will resent me for being boring and healthy.
In terms of exercise, I went the gym 6 times last week. Six! Which, undoubtedly must be a good thing. I had my first counselling session last week too, which was just information gathering but it really put me at ease about going back, which I do later this morning.
I’ve surprisingly only had one occasion where I really wanted a drink. We went to watch Adam Rowe in Liverpool last Friday and there was a massive group of people with us.
I didn’t think I needed to drink to enjoy it, but my social anxiety was pretty bad and I’d usually use beer to combat that. I was glad on the Saturday morning though when I got up at 7am to go the gym with my brother.
So, on the whole, I’ve found it a lot easier than I expected too. But its still near the beginning. If I can come out of this feeling like I have control over my drinking habits, rather than seeing any social event as an opportunity for a beer, then I’ll see that as a massive win!