The last time I sat down and had a drink (a glass of rosé with Kim!) was when I visited NYC back in September, 6 months ago. I didn’t have an issue with alcohol abuse, but I felt like taking a break was right for me at the time. Somehow, I stubbornly made it this long without cracking, ha! I don’t think I’ll stop drinking forever, but taking a 6 month break after drinking pretty regularly since the age of maybe 18 or 19 (sorry mom!) was definitely eye opening. I’ve learned a few things in this time and figured I might as well recap and share with y’all.
1. You’re not wasting time hung over, you’re just bad at managing time.
Part of the reason I gave up drinking is because I felt like I didn’t have “time to waste being hungover”, but in reality, I’m really awful at managing my time. Years of going out seems to have adjusted my sleep schedule closer to bar “closing time” rather than a “healthy” bed-time. I’ve found that instead of spending whole days in bed recovering from a night out (hello 24 hangovers), I’m spending my time doing basically… nothing? It’s definitely something I’ve commented on in my monthly recaps and hope to fix!
2. Sober people make drunk people uncomfortable.
For some people, the thought that someone might want to be sober on purpose (!?!) is unnerving. They want to know why, and will come up with all sorts of questions. Did you have a problem? Did you go to rehab? Are you the DD? I don’t know if they feel like someone is judging them for not wanting to also be sober (which I’m not), or the idea of giving up alcohol for no reason is just that bizarre, but you find a lot of “But seriously, why?”
3. Your friends won’t get it at first, but when they do, they’ll be proud.
Those friends have already seen you get obliterated and send out snaps of yourself drooling on the floor (I’m not kidding) so they just assume when you take a night off, it’s just that: one night off. Every time they take a shot while out, they’ll offer you one, in case you change your mind (or in case they can change it for you). Eventually though, they start offering Red Bulls or sodas or water. When that happens, they start congratulating you, because seriously they saw those snaps and sober you looks good.
4. Drunk people talk a lot of trash.
Sober people gossip on the regular (guilty as charged), but it’s nothing compared to standing in a crowd of drunk, unfiltered people, as the only one fully aware of what’s being said. Maybe it’s partly assuming that everyone around you is on the same level and will probably also forget, but I’ve noticed drunk people spill the beans a lot. There’s that whole saying “a drunk mind speaks sober thoughts”, and what I’ve seen definitely makes me want to work on finding mental peace before diving back into it again.if 'a drunk mind speaks sober thoughts', here's to finding mental peace before drinking again!Click To Tweet
5. Relearning how to have fun sober is weird.
As someone who suffers from social anxiety, I’ve found that alcohol helps to soothe the frayed edges of my nerves on a night out. Not drinking felt so ridiculously uncomfortable at first (and still, even) that sometimes I just found myself wandering the club rather than standing awkwardly at the edge of my friend group. Being solo with a drunk person is extra weird, because you don’t want to feel overbearing like you’re trying to be their mom, but also don’t want to get annoyed when they do something silly. I think the fact that my friends work the parties I usually go to (most of my friends work at bars, or DJ the events) made it easier to be places.
6. Willpower is a hell of a thing.
I don’t know who’s more surprised I lasted 6 months, my friends or me. In some ways it was easy because I didn’t have a drinking problem when starting out, but it was also hard because my social circle largely revolves around the party scene (and restaurant business) where it’s a given that people are gonna throw back some shots. The first month of no drinking was a fun little challenge with myself, and I think the following 5 were a testament to just how stubborn I am. I definitely was pulling the “I made it this far, I can’t give up now” mindset.
7. The thought of a hangover is terrifying.
I’m pretty sure I’m not going to give up drinking forever, but I’m definitely not going to rush back in any time soon. The hangovers I get whenever I party last for almost an entire day, and feel like complete hell. I’ve found myself puking at 8pm the next day, despite eating and drinking excessive water while out. I think maybe my body just can’t get down with it anymore! After not experiencing that nonsense for 6 months, just the thought of intentionally feeling crappy is super cringey.
Have you ever willingly given up a vice?
How’d it go? Tell me below!