Taylor Moran Writes
I write about sobriety & mental health. Subscribe to my weekly newsletter here: https://www.gratefullysober.com/
Fear of Failure Kept Me From Writing for Over a Decade
It’s the first (slightly) chilly day of Fall in Florida and my husband, Sean, and I are on a walk. Our easy conversation mirrors the winding and converging brick roads of our neighborhood; we’re languidly moving from one topic to the next and then back to a previous point of discussion as we meander the shady streets.
Tending to Your Mental Health in Sobriety
For as long as I can remember, I have struggled with anxiety and depression. While I was always an anxious child, my anxiety didn’t get serious until my teenage years. Around the time that I was 16, I was officially diagnosed with Generalized Anxiety Disorder and Major Depressive Disorder.
6 Ways My Life Changed in My First 30 Days Sober
The first 30 days of my sobriety were full of ups and downs. From day one, my decision to give up drinking changed everything. For over a decade, booze, and activities involving booze, had comprised so much of my life; so, it should have been no surprise that its absence would spark such widespread evolution. And yet, I never expected it.
Sober Curious? Take a Break for More Than 30 Days.
For many people, and myself, the question of whether they have a bad relationship with alcohol is one that haunts them for months, if not years, before they take steps to cut it out. They negotiate with their inner voice, insisting for one reason or another that they have control of their drinking; that they could “take a break” whenever they want.
Surviving My First Sober Party
I quit drinking well into the throes of the Covid pandemic. We had been on quarantine orders for months at the time and while small, safe gatherings were finally being allowed, Sean and I were still spending 95% of our time at home away from others.
How My Sobriety Sparked a Larger Evolution
Most days sobriety feels like the greatest gift I’ve ever given myself. It feels like freedom, strength, pride, clarity. It feels like a renewed sense of purpose — of life. Most days it feels like solid ground; a constant I can count on.
Why I Quit Drinking
I awoke in a sweat. The space beyond the window blinds appears to be as dark as my bedroom. As I roll onto my right side toward my nightstand I sense the heaviness of my left arm. I’ve fallen asleep with it draped over my pillow, around my head yet again and it’s gone terrifyingly numb. Shooting, tingling pain sprints from my fingertips to my shoulder as I force the arm off the pillow and down to my left side.
A Decade-Long Relationship With Alcohol
--- At the age of 18, Alcohol moved in and demanded that I make space for it. In the beginning, Alcohol insisted on only a few, small changes: swapping the wall art for blurry photos with vacant eyes, replacing all of the jeans with bandage skirts, filling the bookshelves with empty liquor bottles that served as trophies from forgotten nights. In just a couple of months, though, Alcohol went from roommate to constant companion; relentlessly whispering in my ear, reminding me of how much more fun life is when you're in a haze.