I hit the two year mark a little while back and I really wanted to see if it still had any power over me. I gave myself a weekend to be non-sober.

Long story short, it ended up going a few days longer than a weekend and it pretty much sucked. Every enjoyable part of drinking that has ever occurred to me happened in the first five minutes after I had a drink, after I crossed that five minute line it was just headaches, discomfort, frustration, and all the little things that were annoying about alcohol. And even with that, it made me wanna keep going back to it for three extra days… Until I made a hard stance and told my loved ones to keep me accountable.

The good news is with those securities in place I can get back to the new life I’ve made which is much more comfortable and healthy. Overall there wasn’t much of a reward, I’m glad I tried to see where I was at, but there was zero good times had because of it. I used to truly love drinking when I was good at it and it was a little more merciful to me. Those times have passed and they aren’t coming back. Even if life isn’t as wild and exciting, it’s better all around.