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My Sober Curious Journey
It started on a whim: I decided to take a sober month. I didn’t have any specific reasons or concerns about drinking. Or at least I hadn’t acknowledged them yet.
Looks Can Be Deceiving: Unmasking Depression and Alcoholism
Alcohol made me feel alive and cool and part of the crowd. It was not until a close friend hit a tree head on after drinking and driving that I was able to put the alcohol down.
My Battle With Alcohol Abuse
On November 11, 2013, I woke up with a horrendous headache and a terrifying feeling. I couldn’t remember much of anything from the night before. There was this feeling in the pit of my stomach. I felt a nudge to check the trash can and there I found three empty bottles of wine. How had I gotten to this point?
I Am Sober (Now)
My journey to sobriety has been twisted, stubborn, and miraculous. Once upon a time, I could take a drink or leave it. Sometimes, I try to remember what may have flipped that switch.