For those who choose not to drink.
Sassy and Sober
When you mention the word “alcoholic,” the first image that comes to mind is often that of an old man sitting on a park bench, wearing fingerless gloves and swigging whiskey from a brown paper bag.
How I Recognized I'm an Alcoholic
I was flirting with functional alcoholism from the age of 18 when I graduated high school. My family imposes their problems with alcohol on each other, with nobody really recognizing their problem. I was drinking port in my twenties. Somehow I could make it home at night without anybody noticing. I’m 36 now, and I have maintained my sobriety from 2010 until now. This is 8 years of sobriety. I get antsy in bars. I recognized my alcoholism for years but I kept it going as my own best enabler. The ex and I were drinking buddies.
When a Drunk Driver Crashes into Your Living Room (While You're in It)
Everyone has that one crazy night in college. Mine is just a little different. My roommate Paul, his girlfriend Miranda, and I had just gotten home from a night out. We (being responsible young adults) took the local shuttle bus to the downtown area where we enjoyed a couple drinks. After arriving home at 1:55 AM, we went inside and sat down in our living room. Five minutes later, a middle-aged (irresponsible) woman apparently wanted to join us and crashed her Mercedes into our living room.
Always Have a Drink Handy
Drinking was considered the number one cardinal sin in our home growing up. My father's first wife was an alcoholic, which caused him to start drinking, and by the time they divorced he had an issue with alcohol that he resolved by replacing drinks with milk. My paternal grandfather was quite the drinker, as were my uncles on my mother's side, just to name a few, so it is in my genetic makeup to want to drink.
I Don't Remember, I Was Drunk
Weak ass excuses like this shouldn't work on anyone, but for some reason they do — not on me, but most people. That's not your get-out-of-jail free card for being stupid just because you were drinking. You were still an idiot sober. All alcohol does is intensify the person you really are. If you're angry, when you're drunk you are horrible to be around. You become even angrier at dumb stuff. If you're a pervert, you get drunk and become even more disgusting and weird. And if you are sad because you just got your heart broken... stay home and get drunk. Don't come around me with that. A drunk crier is the worst to deal with.
Alcoholism and the Blame Cycle
Have you noticed that the alcoholic appears to blame you for everything? You may have prepared the best meal, or overly cleaned the home, or made sure the children were all in bed before he arrived home. Still, there would be something he will pick at and blame you for.
Stepping Away From Madness
Many say when a person is intoxicated they tell the truth. I call bullshit! Everything a person says when they are intoxicated is utter toilet dribble.
Wet brain is more than just an alcohol-soaked brain. Did you know that it is a very real and very serious brain disorder called Wernicke-Korsakoff syndrome?
I never thought I would call myself an alcoholic—especially not at 23. I figured I was just doing what everyone else was doing...having fun! But a few instances of my head in a toilet bowl and not remembering how much money I spent the night before got me thinking...maybe I wasn't doing this the way I was supposed to.
My Boss Told Me to Quit Drinking
For as long as I can remember, alcohol has played a big part in my life. When I was younger, I watched my mom transform every night into someone I didn't recognize. I watched in shame as she destroyed my family slowly, drink after drink. My sister's mental health went down the drain, and my father gave up hope.
Life by the Bottle
As long as I could remember, my mom and dad hated each other, and I put emphasis on "hate." The type of life my brothers and sister and I encountered and lived through was terrible, to say the least.
Why Sober Challenges Suck
My heart sank when I received an email this morning, requesting that I share a link to “Sober October 2017.” I’ve been sober, and blogging about it for two and half years. I can tell you that Sober Challenges such as the ridiculously named Dryruary (Sober January), Dry July, Sober October—all of them, while well intended, are a symptom of our booze-sodden society.