Just a quick update on my recovery.
It’s been 44 days. I haven’t touched alcohol in that time. Someone offered me “the most delicious homemade beer in the world – better than Guinness!” and I turned it down saying, “I don’t drink anymore.”
I’ve completed one of the 3 songs I was working on, I’ve managed to construct my Bdsmlr page, I’ve been there every moment of the day for my girl, I’ve lost 4 more pounds, my workout exploded and I tripled the distance I was walking and the number of reps I do with weights, my creativity continues to heighten, my testosterone is up, my anxiety is almost non-existent, my sense of smell has dramatically increased, my eyesight is getting better, my cognitive abilities have heightened … I could go on and on about how well my body is responding to a lack of alcohol.
And here’s the best part: I’m no longer craving alcohol. In fact, some days, the thought of alcohol doesn’t even cross my mind – like yesterday. I don’t recall thinking about it at any point in the day.
I’m learning to process emotions I’ve never felt before. I’ve never felt them because I drowned them in alcohol. But I’m learning to handle them.
Temper? What temper? My bad temper has completely disappeared. After my brain got over the initial shock of being starved of alcohol, I don’t anger as quickly or react as badly as I used to.
And the money. My lord, the money. I’m definitely on target to buy the thousand dollar watch I want in February. If I include the money I would have spent on booze during the holidays, I’ll have money left over after I buy the watch to buy a $400 Roman coin I’ve had my eye on for some time. And that’s just booze money. Nothing extra out of my income.
So what does this all mean? Giving up booze was the best thing I’ve ever done for myself. It’s been tough – Lord, it’s been tough.
But the rewards are worth the price.