I woke up this morning, 10 days sober, like a kid on Christmas morning.
Excited, full of energy, and full of anticipation for the day ahead.
Who am I and what the hell happened…?
I’m just scratching the surface of this Alcohol Free life, but everything is already a far cry from rolling off the couch with the hangover-to-end-all-hangovers just 10 mornings ago, unsure if I was already dead or just wanting to die.
It was that fateful morning, preceded by hundreds more just like it, that was the classic bucket of water thrown on the drunk to wake them up so you can kick them to the curb.
I don’t want to feel like that anymore.
Breaking free from the cycle of drinking & withdrawal, for me, has been a slow process of waking up. It’s as though I’ve been under a mountain of blankets in bed, keeping me warm every cold dark night for the last 20 plus years.
I never noticed I was sleeping on a bed of snakes.
Each sober day under my belt is lifting a blanket from me, and I’m slowly waking up – seeing everything for what it actually it is.
It’s never really been a safe, warm place – being drunk.
It’s been a trap, and I laid myself down willingly, day after day after day, sleeping with snakes. I was so used to it, I stopped noticing them writhing around me, taking grip and keeping me there, stuck.
The more I strip away the lies about alcohol that I’ve grown to believe as absolute truth, the more I’m revealing soft spots of understanding that I hope to harden with experience, one day at a time.
It feels a lot like mourning.
If you’ve ever lost someone, you will understand how you can wake up in the morning, forgetting they are gone. And for a split second, everything is as it was.
Until you remember.
Then it all comes rushing back, the scab is ripped raw, and you truly wake up. Then, you have to come to terms – again, and again, and again – with your loss.
It’s basically Groundhog Day for Grief.
I’d be lying if I said I haven’t been feeling like my good friend just died. I’ve been looking at this process as “giving up alcohol” – and therein lies the actual problem.
It’s not a sacrifice. I haven’t given up anything. The only thing I’ve lost are those pain stricken mornings, the regret, the shame, and the daily abuse I put myself through.
Perhaps it makes more sense for us to start saying “I’m getting rid of alcohol” – because that’s what you do with things you no longer need and that are no longer serving you.
You get rid of them.
This morning is the first one since going alcohol free that I can recognize myself in the mirror. Actually, that’s not entirely true. This morning is the first one since going alcohol free that I am willing to actually look at myself in the mirror. I’d avoid it as though I was the Elephant Man every day until I was drunk enough to not care what I looked like or how I felt.
Like clockwork, it seems the actual poison has officially left the building, alcohol taking 7 to 10 days to fully leave your bloodstream. I feel like today is the official beginning of the new normal. Every challenge and struggle I’ve pushed through over the last 10 days, every painful, uncomfortable moment I’ve survived, has been one of those blankets I’ve spent so long beneath – folded up, and put away.
Good morning.
It feels fantastic to be awake.
And I’m never crawling into that bed again.
This is fantastic, thank you for your honest and painfully beautiful words.
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Thank YOU!! xo
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Wow, so happy for you! And it’s contagious. I am sitting here in Florida with a cold virus, and I’m realizing I haven’t felt like this in years. The virus makes you achy and moody, and the medicine makes you groggy. It feels like a hangover.
And to think I used to live like this! I used to live in that half-life that isn’t really alive and isn’t really dead, exactly as you just described. I’m so happy we’re ‘woke’!
Thanks for the spirit-lifting post. 💕
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Ugh yesssss…sorry you’re having a viral hangover LOL! But what a great analogy…sick is sick! Whether it’s from a cold or from drinking. Feel better! xo
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I’m getting there. Day 5 or 6 if the virus. At least I know it’s temporary. ; )
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Hope it passes quickly!
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Amen!
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The horrible cycle of shame when drinking, is something I never want again!
Happy you feel alive today!
xo
Wendy
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Same!! And so glad you’re free from that!! xo
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Congratulations on day 10
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Thank you!! It’s feeling pretty good today… 🙂
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Shawn, every post you write takes me back to days from my past, which reaffirms my daily reprieve. I am also plagued with the urge to impart some tidbit to help. Where I am right now is in a constant state of not knowing so I got nunthin…Staying a beginner. Congratulations on today!
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I think we are always going to beginners…and I’m okay with that. There’s always something new to realize or to learn.
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Yes always, the moment I think I know, I’m in trouble😳
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EXACTLYYYYYY 👌
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Hey Fumbling,
It’s a great feeling. Well said, and well done. I pray to Vajrapani to help you over the obstacles ahead. For now 😍 stay happy.
love alwaz
mike
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Thanks Mike!!
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I am absolutely loving your writing. It hits home in ways I didn’t even know I felt. Please keep writing, it’s obviously helping your soul heal too.
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