Getting sober wasn’t just the one change I’m most proud of, it also set in motion other changes that I needed but never would have imagined I could accomplish.
I was a practicing alcoholic for over 10 years. By the end, my life had become about 2 things: getting drunk, and then recovering from the hangover enough so that I could go out and buy more booze. I’d become isolated from my family and had driven away most of my friends. I was angry, self-pitying, and to be honest, I no longer cared if I lived or died.
I quit a little over 3 years ago. It was fucking HARD, and it wasn’t just the not-drinking that was hard. Once I tried to lead a “normal” life, I started realizing that I was emotionally stunted at about 20. Everyone had grown up around me, and I’d been in this cocoon of booze and denial where I’d never had to actually mature. I’d never accepted any responsibility. I certainly wasn’t equipped to handle any emotional conflicts sober.
That’s when I started therapy. Besides being an alcoholic, I was just plain screwed-up and needed to face my problems. I’d definitely thought that needed therapy was something to be ashamed of, and that made it difficult at the beginning. I decided, though, that if I was going to do it I was going to REALLY make the effort - I had to learn to be completely honest with another human being and not rationalize all my bullshit behavior. That alone was worth the price of admission, but I’d say that the improvements in my relationships over the past couple of years are astounding.
I got up the courage to go back to school after I’d been sober awhile. It’s a huge struggle for me, because I just want to be DONE so I can get on with things. But learning to work for things and not just give up is one of the biggest challenges I need to deal with.
Having gotten to the point where I was sober and making progress emotionally, I decided it was time to deal with my physical health. I was SERIOUSLY overweight, and somehow losing weight seemed like it would be even harder than getting sober. I knew that I needed to eat better and I knew I’d have to exercise, but I also knew that I couldn’t pull off an overnight complete lifestyle change. So I got a bike and started using it for transportation. Eventually I started feeling a little better, and got used to exercising most days, so I started making small dietary changes. I didn’t attempt to eat perfectly, just better than I had been. I lost weight slowly - so slowly that no one even noticed for the first 30 pounds or so.
Anyway, fast forward a year and a half, and I’ve lost 70 lbs. My weight is in the “healthy” range and I’m wearing the same size clothes I wore in high school. I’m not super-disciplined or anything - I just try to exercise more than I used to and eat well more often than not.
Had I not quit drinking, I’d never have gotten it together to address any of my other problems. I’d given up on EVERYTHING, and I thought attempts to make things better were futile. It’s funny, because I sure don’t think my life right now is perfect, but it’s just better enough that I recognize the value in trying. I’m still working on becoming an adult, but I think I can get there. I spent more than ten years creating the mess that my life had become, and it might well take me ten to clean up said mess. But I’ve done fairly well for 3 years of sobriety.