It's been over eight years now since I had my last drink, and I still have many moments when I think to myself how grateful I am that I am living sober. Grateful and so, so, so happy to have wine out of my life. Which is really saying something given how much I loved my wines and how much of it I drank over twenty years. I simply love living sober.
I love living sober when I'm tired and emotional.
I love living sober when I'm in the middle of a party.
I love living sober when my inbox is bulging and my to-do list is overwhelming.
I love living sober when I've got complex people around me acting in tricky ways.
I love living sober when I'm at the supermarket and I'm being offered free wine tastings.
I love living sober when I'm scrolling through social media and bullshit booze ads pop up in my feed.
I love living sober when my kids are messing up the kitchen yet again and I'm trying to order their school stationery online and the dog has just vomited on the carpet.
I love living sober when it's the middle of the night and yowling cats have woken me up.
I love living sober when I'm standing in a room full of people talking about addiction and trauma and emotions and real stuff.
I love living sober on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday.
I love living sober at 3am, 9am, midday, 4pm, 9pm and midnight.
I just love living sober.
Mrs D xxx