My parents were sixteen when I was born.
Having grown up in a small midwestern town, the culture of my upbringing was more often than not – centered around alcohol.
It’s just what people did to ‘have fun.’
So. I lived & I learned…
Throughout my triple decades of drinking, I kept it together. Most of the time.
Life of the party. Played sports. Masters Degree at age twenty-two. California Credentialed Teacher. Entrepreneur. Obtained three more certifications related to psychology & helping others. Raised two healthy kids. Crafty DIY’er.
Tidy house. Zero debt. Loyal Friend.
But, through all of it, I leaned a little too hard on alcohol as my escape. I had my share of regrets & I can’t count the times I said,
“I’m never drinking again.”
As I got older, I noticed my hangovers became worse.
Alcohol had a grip on my mind & my body.
But, I still made excuses to justify my drinking.
One glass of wine became a bottle of wine.
I set rules. I broke them.
After getting a phone call, out of the blue, that a good friend of mine died in her sleep from alcoholism; I was done.
I declared that phone call as my ‘rock bottom.’
In her honor, I have not had one drop of alcohol since.
I got a grip on my drinking & made my physical, mental and spiritual health my top priority.