I am back in England after having a wonderful family holiday in the sun. Did I drink? No! Was I tempted? Yes, at the beginning. Holidays and sunshine are definitely my biggest triggers. From walking through duty-free at the airport, the couple in front of me on the flight downing their G&T’s, to the complimentary bottle of red wine in our villa, it was just right in my face from the get go.
I am, and have been, in a bit of a funk these past 2 days. Which is a bit ironic after writing my super determined and optimistic last post. Work and family life have been quiet and that has given me the opportunity to read and blog more. This has definitely helped me, thank you my sober blogging friends :-).
I came across an article about PAWS (Post Acute Withdrawal Symptoms) the other day and have been reading up on it.
So far in my short journey of sobriety, I have found weekends to be by far the trickiest. I think this is because in my drunken days, weekends were always that time of the week where I drank without feeling guilty and I didn’t give myself a hard time about how much I was drinking because basically everyone else was doing it on a weekend too.
Well, I’m a newbie to this blogging world but after weeks of reading other people’s blogs and their journeys getting sober and more importantly staying sober, I think this could be what I need to do.
5 months ago, I gave up alcohol. Unfortunately, it only lasted 7 weeks. I stupidly thought I was cured; I’ll just be a social drinker now. How wrong I was… you see, when I drink, I cannot stop.