The spell has been lifted 🪄🍺🍷🍸🍹🍾
Yes, that is my mugshot in the thumbnail and yes I was only 18 years old at the time. If you are wondering why I got arrested less than a week before I began my freshman year of university studies, then continue reading this post. Who knows, maybe this will even inspire you to clean up your own act. If not, you will at least learn some things about me that you did not already know.
I avoided alcohol and partying at all costs until shortly after I turned 18 years old. I honestly cannot say exactly what got me to start drinking finally. I think maybe it was a combination of my high school girlfriend at the time being curious and also my close friend group (who were all part of the well-behaved crowd) finally becoming intrigued about the fun that alcohol-infused gatherings may be able to provide. It pretty much breaks down to curiosity finally getting the best of me.
My parents are wonderful and I still consider them some of my best friends. They were the type that believed allowing me to experience things rather than sheltering me was the best move and I agree with that mentality. They allowed me to have small parties in their basement with less than a dozen of my close friends. We were all very young and at the time couldn't stand drinking anything besides wine coolers such as Mike's Hard Lemonade. This kind of alcohol gave us a strong buzz but got us nowhere near wasted. We would do things such as listen to music, play games, and just joke around with infinite laughter. Those are some great memories and I am truly thankful that my parents allowed me to have fun in this way.
The summer after I graduated high school in 2011 is when alcohol started to take control of my life. I went to senior beach week with that same group of responsible friends. We got a small house together and did like everyone else who just graduated and drove down on our first big trip without our parents. As soon as we got there I went wild with all of the freedom. My friends filled the fridge with alcohol, but none of them had quite the thirst that I did.
It was as if I had been possessed by a spirit and I would only survive if I drank exuberant amounts of alcohol. I was a terrible friend and ended up ditching all of my people in favor of our beach house neighbors from other schools. These other fresh graduates that I met were down to go wild like I was hoping to do, so I fit right in. They even provided me with all of the free drinks that I needed to lose my mind.
I spent pretty much that entire week in search of that next drink. I stayed up later than everyone else and spent most of my time on the beach sleeping. That is totally unlike me. Normally when I'm at the beach I am up early and spend all day in and out of the ocean. I love being present at the beach, it is one of my favorite places in the entire world. This is proof that alcohol was slowly but surely claiming ownership of my soul.
One of the moments that stands out the most to me from that senior beach week is our initial arrival. My best friend got car sick and started puking as soon as we got there. He hadn't even been drinking and was just feeling terrible. Instead of being a good friend and helping him in any way that I could, I insisted on taking photos of him while he puked. Sure it was and still is a hilarious photo, but this just shows that I wasn't fully committed to being a good friend and this trip was about to pull me apart from some solid people.
I can still remember the first time that I got so drunk that I got sick and puked. I was at a neighborhood party and one of my parent's friends encouraged me to drink shots of Jägermeister with him. This was the worst-tasting thing I had ever had in my entire life. It was like licorice mixed with fire. Of course, it didn't take long for me to be blowing chunks of bowtie noodles in the yard. I had to walk home and call it quits after that.
The summer right after I got out of high school is when I really started testing the waters with partying. I would go to our nearest college town and drink very heavily with mostly people who I didn't even like much. There were a few actual friends of mine present at these parties, but they too were under the spell of alcohol. I was still on the edge of my adolescence, but this was where things started to get out of hand.
My brother fell under the same spell that I did, except at an even earlier age. I remember him going to a senior beach week a year before I did and he was 3.5 years younger than me! My parents found it hard to tell the kid no, which I understand. As I mentioned earlier, trying to stop kids from experiencing things is only going to lead to sneaking and doing it. I didn't help much either. I brought him along to these college parties even though he was still around 16 years old. I should have known better, but I'm pretty sure he would have found this path even if I didn't go that route. Hard to say though, no changing the past.
I was extremely shy when I was younger, or at least I thought I was. Now I realize I hadn't found my true self yet and that is all it was about. However, when I was just 18 years old, I felt that I was unable to socialize without alcohol. Even then I was constantly worried about how people judged me. It was an unhealthy habit that was made even worse by substituting the real me with the drunken me. I look like an absolute idiot in this next photo, but I'm not afraid to admit it.
As many risks and lucky near misses that I had all of the summer of 2011, I fucked up big time right at the end of that summer. It was about a week before I was to move out of my parent's house for the first time and into my dorm at a college an hour away. I went to one last party with a bunch of people from high school who I wasn't even close with. I was there for the free booze and that is all. I got so drunk that night and couldn't fathom having to sleep at a place filled with people who I was not really a fan of. So once I got so drunk that I could barely walk, I decided to drive home to sleep in my cozy bed.
Worst decision ever. Less than 5 minutes after I left, I was pulled over by a police officer. He knew that I was trashed but still gave me the chance to call my parents and have them drive my car home and not go to jail. They would have sprung out of bed to come to save me, but I refused to let them know I made this terrible decision. I blew a .187, which according to this article is pretty high. My drunk ass somehow thought that hiding a DUI from my parents was going to be better than losing the trust/respect of the two people that I admired most. Clearly, my thought process was severely impaired.
Of course, that secret plan didn't work and my mom was waiting in the lobby of the jail as soon as I was released the following morning. Somebody we know saw my mugshot online and sent her a message, so all of my hiding the truth was for nothing. This mistake ended up costing my parents thousands of dollars and caused me to lose my license for quite a while. Once I finally got it back, I was forced to have a blow-and-go attached to my car for nearly a year.
Despite messing up so horribly, I continued my antics of drinking way too much. Even though it was impossible for me to drink and drive my own car anymore, I found ways to get to the parties. I know my parents must have been going mad over the fact that I still had not learned my lesson.
Arriving at college did nothing but increase my access to alcohol. I had random people knocking on my dorm door inviting me to parties on my move-in day. I was within walking distance of Frat Row and had unlimited partying. There was nobody there to tell me what I was doing was stupid, quite the opposite. Most people were on campus to have fun and pretty much every single night I could walk outside and find some other drunks acting wild. I hated beer but learned to drink the cheap stuff just so I could get my fix. Looking back I think what the actual fuck was going on there. I had many great times, but a great deal of those memories are blurred by the fact that I was under the influence pretty much always.
I was dead broke and never had the money to buy alcohol, but in my mind, I needed it more than anything. This leads me to join the Sigma Phi Epsilon fraternity. I thought that joining meant I got to add some new party friends to my life and have all the free beer I would ever need. Part of that was true, but none of the people become lifelong friends. Sure there was free beer, but there were also dues that I was asked to pay. Plus they wanted me to stay in the nasty frat house for my sophomore year. I didn't have the money to pay them and I also had zero desire to live in that scummy ass house. Hell, I was so poor that I couldn't even afford a Halloween costume, as you will see in this next photo. I am directly in the middle with the grey sweatshirt and black beanie.
The freedoms I had at college were so much fun. I met some great people and was able to get better at having actual conversations. It is a shame that alcohol was attached to me so feverously throughout my 1.5 years at college. My sense of humor was able to come out and play, but so were my demons.
After I finished my first year of college, it was time to come back home for the summer. This period of time was spent desperately searching for a party every single night and working some shitty job at a yogurt shop. Alcohol and girls were the only things I had my eyes on. The two combined made it impossible to focus on evolving as a human being. I look at 2011-2013 as one of the most wasteful periods of my life.
I messed up pretty huge again during the summer of 2012 before my sophomore year of college. I went to a small party about 20 minutes away from my parent's house. I drank an entire bottle of liquor that night, even though I had to work early the next morning. I woke up still drunk that next morning, but not late for work. The only thing is, I had a blow-and-go attached to my car still, so I was pretty much screwed. There was no way for me to start my car, but luckily the girl I knew there had a younger brother who didn't drink. So I desperately woke him up and had him blow for me that way my car would start. It took him a few tries to figure out that buzzing thing you have to do when you blow, but luckily he got it right before the third failed attempt. This was before they had cameras with these devices, so I was able to get away with it.
Once my car started, I had 15 minutes to drive 20 minutes and get to work before the blow and go asked me to blow a second time. This was the failsafe mechanism used to keep drunk drivers from having other people blow for them regularly. I drove like an absolute maniac and somehow made it to my job in time to open up. It was a near-impossible task, but I did it!
During my sprint toward work, I hit a pothole which hurt my soul when I heard the sound. Or at least that is what I thought I had done. When I arrived at work, a police officer pulled up next to me and asked me if I was missing something. I looked at the front of my car and noticed that the front bumper was missing. I literally had no idea how this had happened. Apparently, I had hit a metal mailbox while I was driving and didn't even realize it. I destroyed the mailbox and my bumper was right next to it as evidence. At least I made it to work and avoided the DUI, but still, I was in some trouble yet again thanks to drinking. My father had to help me cement a new mailbox for those people, luckily nothing worse came of that. I let my parents down again and still did not learn my lesson. When would I?
Year two of college was short-lived for me. I got an apartment with three of my close friends, we all were big into partying. It was great for a few months, although I was living off of student loans like an idiot. I had no idea how to properly manage my money at the time. Eventually, I smoked some DMT and less than a week later had a realization that I no longer needed to be at college. I out of nowhere decided to drop out and got a shitty job at some portrait studio as a photographer. I hated my job, they made me shave and cover my tattoos. The only thing that it did for me allowed me to survive and build some confidence behind a camera lens. I didn't last long there and eventually quit in favor of starting with USPS, which turned into nearly 10 years of hell that I just recently escaped thanks to Hive.
One thing that college taught me is how to party. I was proud of my skill and happy to show it off any chance that I had. This means that when we went on family vacations, I was back to my old ways. Drinking like a fish and embarrassing myself left and right. I'm sure I was hilarious, but I was not my true self.
By the time I finally turned 21 years old, I was beginning to not really care for drinking much anymore. My job with USPS had me working 6 days a week and the graveyard shift. I was easily doing 50-60 hours a week for multiple years straight. This lead me to lose all of my friends, but it also is what helped me get a grip on my alcohol problem. At this point, it was an addiction and I was in serious trouble.
Every so often I would get a day off from work and maybe go to a party. It was a good time, but nowhere near as fun as it once was. I was growing tired of getting trashed and then being tempted to drink and drive again. The last thing I wanted was to get another DUI.
This next photo is one of the last parties that I can actually remember going to. It was such a lame night and I remember carrying around a bottle of Bombay Gin all night like a true alcoholic. Somehow my brother and I managed to drive home safely from this one. I think this may be the last time that I drove drunk out of my mind, maybe around 2015.
After finally quitting all of the partying, I then became a fan of drinking craft beer. I would visit my local brewery more than I should have. At least I usually only had 2-3 drinks, but they were much stronger than the piss beer I drank in college. This still was an issue, especially because every once in a while I'd go to work with a buzz. I did not want to end up being that alcoholic dude that worked at the post office until he died of liver failure.
I lived with my parents until I was 25 years old like a giant man-child. They never gave up on me, despite all of my failures. Eventually, I began dating this new girl that I got along great with. After some time, we ended up moving in together. This would be my first time living alone and not being at college. I eventually uncovered that this girl was a heavy drinker. She was still quite functional somehow, but I knew that I couldn't manage to drink all of the time and be productive. By refraining from wanting to party (and maybe a few other things) ended up causing us to separate. Instead of moving back in with my parents, I was determined to have my own place. I moved into the apartment where I am currently living and it was the best decision ever.
I briefly continued to have a love for craft beer while living in my downtown apartment alone, but eventually, that faded away. It was fun to go and pick out a bunch of different beers and try them all. It really is an art form. It only held my interest for so long. I grew tired of the beer and cannot tell you the last time that I bought some beer to stock my fridge. In fact, I've had the same two cans of IPA sitting in there for almost a year. I will probably never drink them.
I am not totally against people drinking alcohol, I understand that not everybody has the same problems with it that I did. I became addicted to drinking and relied on it to fuel my social life. I discovered that this just was not the way I wanted to live. I still will have an occasional mixed drink like a margarita, but I really cannot see myself getting super drunk again anytime soon. Being drunk is the biggest waste of time in my eyes. It keeps me from accomplishing my daily goals and I will do everything that I can to have a high level of productivity. My content on Hive is one of the biggest fuels, I truly am passionate about this stuff and don't want to hold myself back from doing the best that I can at it.
At present time, I no longer rely on alcohol for anything. I have found my true self and am able to open up under almost any circumstance. My personality was always the same, it just took many years for me to fully uncover it. It helps that I have people in my life who accept me for who I am. It is wonderful to no longer feel the need to pretend to be a certain way just to fit in. I am at least free from the prison that alcohol had me contained in. Never again will I fall under that spell.
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Thank you so much for this post man. You don't even begin to realize how inspirational this is, and how much this motivates me to keep working hard in all things!
I've recently (5 months ago on the 13th), quit drinking myself, after almost 10 years. Unfortunately, alcohol wasn't the only thing I had a problem with, and I can honestly say that I messed my life up pretty bad.
I completely relate to not knowing who you are without it, but after finally quitting everything (besides smoking weed, there are so many physical and mental health benefits to marijuana that I don't consider it to that form of drug) I feel like I am finally finding my true self, after years of trying to find myself at the bottom of a bottle.
Now, I'm trying to change my life around and leave something behind for my children one day. We still struggle to make ends meet, but as of now, things are and have been getting better.
It took a long time and soul searching, but after going to jail (hopefully for the last time) after a drunken incident with my fiance, and praying to God for help, I finally put the bottle down for good, and I too, never want to fall victim to that evil spell again!
You have inspired me @daltono, and motivated me to keep working hard, not only in my full time job, but on Hive as well, to keep going, and to keep my head up, because I know things can get better eventually!
It felt good to lay all of the craziness out like this. I'm glad that you too were able to get something from all of this.
Congrats to you for finally managing to give up alcohol! I have found that these days when it comes to mind it is only because I am bored. Finding another way to be entertained is very easy to do and a must to stay sober.
I won't say that I've QUIT smoking weed, because I'd definitely still do it if offered by a friend... But I have only smoked once or twice in the past year and have a love for edibles now that fills my need. Let's be honest, smoking is terrible for our lungs. Vaping perhaps too, just not as bad maybe. I do agree that cannabis has numerous benefits though, so gotta get it somehow. Smoking is far better than drowning your liver though!
Proud of you man 🤝
You've definitely inspired me to lay out my shit like this. It has to be healing to be able to open up like this and get it all off your chest!
And I get that completely, and that's why I try to stay so busy now..between work, the kids, the garden, and the new puppy I got my hands full. Now I got this going on in the little spare time I do have just have something of my own to do and work on!
We did just get some rather discomforting news yesterday, and while I am official 5 months sober today, I have to say this is the first time I've really felt the urge to drink. But I feel like that is a story for another time.
However, I fully agree smoking is terrible on your lungs! I still smoke cigerettes unfortunately, and haven't quite managed to cut back on those either, but I know it's all mental at this point, because I've been through the physical withdrawals during the few stints I've done in jail previously.
But yes, I do need to find a healthier vice for my smoking habit! I've heard good things about thc oil and infusing food and drinks, however, I've never personally tried any.
Thanks bro! I am so thankful to have been fortunate enough to meet you, and I hope one day we will be able to meet in person! Maybe you and @flowerbaby can show me and my girl some of those beautiful spots you keep posting about!
What a post, I was going to start posting in this community as well regarding my attempts to lose some "covid fat" I've gotten the past couple years, but compared to my ben & jerry's alcoholism surely is a lot more dangerous and glad to hear you've managed to control since. I had some periods during highschool I used to drink a lot too, was quite common for Finns, had a really high tolerance for it at some point, nowadays I drink one cider and already get a buzz, lol.
I thought it was about time I share these stories. People need to be aware that nobody is perfect and we are all susceptible to being taken over if we let go of our own reigns for too long. I can remember trying to chug a certain number of beers in the back of one of my friend's cars just so I wouldn't be so nervous to meet their friends that they were about to introduce me to. That is pretty damn low, but at the time I saw absolutely nothing wrong with it.
You totally should share your own journey with losing that covid fat you mentioned. I've been thin pretty much my whole life but being lazy for a couple of years added some poundage to my body that I had never had to deal with. Sure I've still never been over 170 lbs, but I have been finding it near impossible to get rid of the layer of fat over my belly. I've been back in the gym since about August now and still by belly looks the same. Everything else on my body is improving and I feel loads better now. Feeling good is my main goal. Anything is better than zero physical activity, we've got to use these bodies we are blessed to be in.
I wonder how many similar stories are out there and how many times all of us made fools of ourselves, or ran into trouble with the cops.
My last beer was in 1998 and since then never again.
Great of you to lay it out like this for all to see and I sincerely hope that this post will help someone else that are struggling in a false live built on the foundation of the alcohol demon.
Respect mate and here's a non-alcohol Hive !BEER
I have so many wild stories that I could have included, but this post would have turned into a book. So many things that just wouldn't happen in my life now happened back in the day thanks to being a drunken fool, surrounded by other drunken fools.
Thanks, man, I really hope this post provides something positive for others who are undergoing a similar struggle. Maybe some entertainment for my idiocracy wouldn't be so bad either. I like to find a way to laugh at everything, even if that means making a joke about my own errors.
Oh yeah, I also have stories about my wild days, but alcohol was an escape for me from a very sordid and tough life. Having no father in a tough neighborhood also didn't help very much.
But there you go, as a man that can laugh at himself finds life so much easier to bear. I said to myself, myself this is a good guy and myself agreed :)
Good night from a hot South Africa my friend 😊
I imagine a difficult life like that would push you to want to drink just to escape. It is a great thing that you no longer have to run away from things in your life that make you miserable.
I’m jealous of the warm climate you are enjoying. We just got our first snow of this winter. It’s almost all melted finally, but I still see a few remnants here and there. I need the beach!
It was never easy, but it taught me very valuable lessons that led me to the decision to start making my life count and Subsequently I followed my heart and established The Papillon Foundation. This is now our 21st year and we have seen many miracles in our charity work.
So without all of that training I would never have been able to do what we do today.
Just my way of looking at life.
Simple solution to your cold, put a summer visit to Cape Town in South Africa on your travel list !LOLZ
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You made the right choice, I think that we both can agree there. 21 years is a long time and your consistency surely has been able to reward you and others throughout that time.
The closest I have come to Cape Town is visiting in a video game, but in reality, is bound to happen one day.
Thank you and let me tell that from the day that I made the decision to stop, in fact when I put the last half full bottle of beer down, my life started to change so dramatically that it is unbelievable.
I became a new man with a new future and a new wife and I have never looked back.
I see my life as a book divided in chapters and each new chapter is a better one. The old chapters since birth are history, as nothing can be edited in them and they are the closed chapters that led me to where I am today. So no need for me to go and search the old chapters or to carry their burdens and regrets in my mind. It is what I do every new day that counts, nothing else.
Whenever you rock up in Cape Town one day, tag me or tell me on Discord and I will show you around.
For free of course 😊
Great post dude. I've never been through any major hurdles in my life due to alcohol although I did get a concussion once. All of these events shaped you into the awesome man you are today. I stopped drinking for the buzz long ago and now I only drink a beer every now and then because I like it. I rarely go for more than two. It's mostly to try out new craft beers as well every time instead of the crappy store pilsner.
Glad you got out of it dude. Stay strong!
Much love brother. It is a good thing you haven't had to endure severe difficulties with alcohol. It crept up on me when I was younger and the next thing I knew I was riding shotgun while Mr. Alcochol was driving wreckelessly. I am happy to say that I've never had a concussion. I am curious to know how you managed to get one though.
I'm pleased to know that a well-to-do lad such as yourself considers who I am now to be a respectable human being.
I can admit that I do enjoy the taste of a nice craft beer, but I can feel the effects of it even after just one beer. Indulging that tasty pour usually isn't enough for me to reduce my own optimization. As I mentioned, I don't think I will NEVER have a beer again in my life, but they are becoming rarer and rarer for me. Thankfully I don't struggle at all anymore with saying no thank you, it comes naturally at this point.
We were going to an Avicii concert during my graduation period and the line to the show was being real pushy. The barricades ended up breaking and a bunch of us fell. I was unlucky enough to hit my head on a pole during the fall. I was at the show for a while but the flashing lights and loud music was fucking me up more and more every second so we went to the infirmary. Turns out I had a concussion. Big sad that I missed that Avicii show now that he's gone.
Luckily I've never felt any need towards alcohol. It's never been beyond liking the taste. Never had a craving for it. Being able to say no is almost like a super power for some people.
Holy hell man, that had to ruin the show and graduation celebration. I bet if you had stayed at the show, you would have had some bad long-term effects to deal with. Surely a wise move to leave and just deal with missing out. Definitely sucks to never get that opportunity again, but at least you are okay now and can always listen to the old music.
We are very happy to see you strengthened and overcoming all the difficulties you have faced throughout your life. Lots of encouragement and overcoming, there is much to live and enjoy life naturally, there was a time that I took refuge in drinking after my first divorce, and believe me that if I drink a little alcohol is only for socializing and with a lot of control. Although currently my health does not allow me to do any of that, however my nephrologist told me that I could drink a beer a day to help my kidney function, I learned that it is because of the barley, so I prefer to buy pearl barley and make myself a tea, it is better without alcohol. Best regards.
Most of the difficulties in my life have been brought on by myself. I have had an amazing upbringing, but I have made more than a few bad decisions. Luckily nothing has ruined me completely and if anything it has all made me stronger than ever. The experience that I have gained from fucking up is not something that is easy to come by.
I think your choice of making barley tea is surely better than a beer 🌾🫖
What a thoughtful and honest post, it is rare to see a mature level of self evaluation and lack of excuses, combined with honesty.
Glad you came around and find the story and the view you took evaluating your behavior impressive and a skill set lacking most people these days!
I appreciate that heaps. If I hadn't learned to accept myself for who I truly am, then I probably would not have been able to create this post. There are a lot of things that many would expect me to be ashamed of having done, but I like to think of everything as XP towards leveling myself up to the best version of me.
Alcohol has also been a challenge to me but I've stop taking it because my wife force me to quit or else she'll divorce me
That is a powerful ultimatum. I think she probably is going to be looked at by you as a savior years from now. Some may call her strict, but it sounds to me like she just loves you.
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I she does love me so much that's why she really Care for my wellbeing and the family as a whole
Thanks to God, You successfuly quit alcohol. alcohol really dangerous.
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I got lucky way too many times, worse should have happened to me. I am beyond grateful that I not only survived my antics but also was able to learn from them. Sharing my past struggles seems like an obvious must at this stage in life. Thank you for reading and visiting my blog again friend.
So many memories in this one. I can relate to alot of things here.
I'm 21, but I also have been drinking too much, I argue with my friends that am not an addict but the truth is, I don't really know. But since December, I said i won't drink for a while and I've sticked to my words for now.
Thanks for sharing this, funny and interesting stories, yet it's kind of a reality check for me too.
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There are different levels of addition. Some get so bad that they get shakes without alcohol. Luckily I never got that bad. I just feel like mentally I felt addicted to drinking and it feels good to no longer feel the need to be drunk.
wonderful read! great job, keep on keeping it on in kicking alcohol's ass!
Thank you kindly. Happy to know that you enjoyed reading this one. Writing it was seamless considering all of these memories are burnt into my mind for good.
This is some serious honesty on your part. Your best life is in front of you. You won't ever regret leaving alcohol behind. No one ever looks back and says drinking sure made things better.
It’s been almost 10 years since I think I’ve had an actual issue with drinking. I will never forget the lessons that were learned though.
Congratulations my man, it takes a lot of courage to make these decisions and sustain them, I am not a drinker but I did have a serious problem with smoking some years ago, I'm telling you I smoked a whole pack a day and my lungs were on the verge of collapse, fortunately with the right people helping you abstinence can be fought and overcome, it's a matter of facing it day by day and getting hobbies to replace those bad habits (Hive can help).
I’ve never smoked a cigarette in my life, but I have definitely drank a lot of alcohol. Neither are things that would be wise to include in our lives daily. It’s a good thing we both regained control over the matter.
congratulations. you have accomplished something excellent. I wish you never drank so much. If you were nearby, I would invite you to school. There are some alcoholics among my students. I hope you will be an example to more people.
I would say I wish for this to have never happened, but it did allow me to learn many lessons which I am thankful for. I hope to be a good example for all types of people.
Thanks to God, You successfuly quit alcohol. alcohol really dangerous.
This type of danger is a choice.
Wow! What a turn around. Congrats on making it through. I have a friend who was heroin addict when he was younger...he found mediation and yoga and has been sober for over 10 years...married and has an investment property and just bought a large piece of land with a farmhouse where he and his wife will grow their yoga-meditation retreat business. It is always heart-warming to hear such stories of people pulling themselves out of those 'dark days'. Congrats and I can't wait to hear how your binge-free life progresses.
I know a few former heroine addicts. They are so lucky to have not only survived, but also made it to the point in their lives now that I am honestly proud of who they are. Thankfully I never tried heroine or anything else super hard like that. I feel like once you do it surely would become difficult to feel real emotions the same way ever again.
Yoga helped me a lot too. I first got into doing yoga at home around 2013 or 2014. Eventually I got so into it that I became a certified aerial yoga instructor. I don’t teach anymore, but loved it when I did. Sadly there just isn’t many opportunities or much pay for it in my area. My girlfriend teaches yoga now and I know it’s great for her and all of her students which often includes me.
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What a journey! Thank you for sharing, and I'm so glad that you are living your best life now.
I remember I drank A LOT when I was in my 20ies and I can see the early me in some of the things you write. I have actually said sorry to some of my friends back then, because I made some bad decision while I was drunk. For example: care more about what I want, than what my friends wants.
The sober me isn't that person at all!
I'm happy that you have great parents, because it's so important to have their support during good and bad things in life. I'm lucky to have that too.
My mom once said to me: "Never drink alcohol when you are sad or struggle with something". And I therefore never do.
Today I looove wine, but it's more like a cozy thing I do in some weekends. And it's only one glass or two. I feel usually almost fine the day after a party. I'm only tired, I remember everything, and that is a good feeling! :D
Alcohol is also very expensive in Norway, and I hate to waste money. Haha!
I'm happy to have a place to be able to layout my thoughts and past stories like this. Even better than others can find some enjoyment or betterment from my previous failures.
I know what you mean about caring about your own wants and needs rather than your friend's thanks to being under the influence. Drinking too much has a way of fogging who you really are and replacing your soul with something darker.
My parents are the best. They have been consistent my entire life and continue to be fantastic even today. I'm thankful to still be so close to them.
I enjoy wine a lot, but I have kept myself from ever becoming a wine snob. The taste is hard to resist. I could see myself getting into trying as many different types of wine as possible, much like I did with craft beer for a time. I'd rather not enable another outlet of boozing though, but I cannot refuse a glass of wine here and there during special occasions. That stuff is just so yummy and provides a warm buzz different from other forms of alcohol.
I love the calm feeling after one-two glasses of wine. And I really can't see a life without wine too, haha :D
But I think it is so important that everyone know how much they can handle, and actually think about how they act while they are drunk. It's not always easy to know either😅
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