Nine years sober -- and, yes, it''s fun
Nine years sober -- and, yes, it''s fun
Well, darn near. My soberversary is tomorrow. Nine years and grateful for every single day.
I came limping on to SR having gotten sober on my own two months earlier, my fortitude on its last legs. SR has meant everything to me. The wisdom and support here are priceless.
Last night, I went to an outdoor concert and had a blast. It was one of the best I've been to in a long time, even since pre-COVID. This morning, after a night of fun, great music and thinking about my soberversary, I recalled one of the most common themes on SR: "Will I have fun without booze?"
This is what last night would have looked like if I was still drinking: Kill a couple drinks before meeting with friends to secretly get the buzz underway, thus striking the bell that cannot be unrung. The one that keeps ringing in my head, demanding the next drink. Make self-deprecating joke about killing my drink twice as fast as anyone else. Stand in a ridiculously long line for next drink, missing great songs. Repeat. Essentially miss half a fantastic concert. By the time I get home, the same bell that demands more that night will, in the morning, shame me again. Head? Hurts. Digestive tract? You know.
I stopped having fun with booze a long time before I got sober. It's so good to have those days get further and further behind me. My life is so much better. So much!
You can do it. Live in the solution.
Thank you, SR.
I came limping on to SR having gotten sober on my own two months earlier, my fortitude on its last legs. SR has meant everything to me. The wisdom and support here are priceless.
Last night, I went to an outdoor concert and had a blast. It was one of the best I've been to in a long time, even since pre-COVID. This morning, after a night of fun, great music and thinking about my soberversary, I recalled one of the most common themes on SR: "Will I have fun without booze?"
This is what last night would have looked like if I was still drinking: Kill a couple drinks before meeting with friends to secretly get the buzz underway, thus striking the bell that cannot be unrung. The one that keeps ringing in my head, demanding the next drink. Make self-deprecating joke about killing my drink twice as fast as anyone else. Stand in a ridiculously long line for next drink, missing great songs. Repeat. Essentially miss half a fantastic concert. By the time I get home, the same bell that demands more that night will, in the morning, shame me again. Head? Hurts. Digestive tract? You know.
I stopped having fun with booze a long time before I got sober. It's so good to have those days get further and further behind me. My life is so much better. So much!
You can do it. Live in the solution.
Thank you, SR.
Hi Venecia!
Yes, I remember how much I was dreading an alcohol-free life, even though it was killing me. I learned to live again in a new way. After a while, the feeling of freedom from it took over & gave me a new kind of happiness.
I'm so glad you are 9 yrs. sober - what a wonderful thing.
Yes, I remember how much I was dreading an alcohol-free life, even though it was killing me. I learned to live again in a new way. After a while, the feeling of freedom from it took over & gave me a new kind of happiness.
I'm so glad you are 9 yrs. sober - what a wonderful thing.
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Venecia - Great description of a concert sober vs drunk. I remember going to a concert at a large outdoor venue just before COVID. A few minutes before the concert started, my wife (also sober) asked me to go to the concession stand to get us both some non-alcoholic drinks. Since the concession stand also sold the drinks with alcohol too, I got to see the already wobbling drunks stagger up to get more booze. My guess is that they didn't miss half the concert as you described, they missed all of it because they were blackout drunk.
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Venecia - Great description of a concert sober vs drunk. I remember going to a concert at a large outdoor venue just before COVID. A few minutes before the concert started, my wife (also sober) asked me to go to the concession stand to get us both some non-alcoholic drinks. Since the concession stand also sold the drinks with alcohol too, I got to see the already wobbling drunks stagger up to get more booze. My guess is that they didn't miss half the concert as you described, they missed all of it because they were blackout drunk.
Wonderful Venecia!
Succinctly and wiselyput.
Do not get trapped in the “living FOR the solution (drink), “live the solution (sober, full feeling, fully present, life)”.
9 years is MARVELOUS
Succinctly and wiselyput.
Do not get trapped in the “living FOR the solution (drink), “live the solution (sober, full feeling, fully present, life)”.
9 years is MARVELOUS
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