It’s been a year since I last wrote a post about my sobriety. When I read that post now, I can see how uncomfortable I still was with parts of it – namely, the social aspect. I knew life was better without alcohol, and I was a better person when not consuming it, but I still hated some of the questions that came up in social situations. “Are you really never going to drink again?” made me feel like people didn’t believe in me. And “don’t you miss it?” made me feel like people thought I’d made the wrong choice, and then I worried about what they thought of me. Rather than just answer the questions, I felt hurt by them. And after being asked repeatedly for two years, I turned that hurt into a blog post.
Today, I’m happy to report I have a much healthier mindset about it all. I still stand by the message in that post, which was to be mindful about what you say to people who are giving up something they once relied on (whether it’s alcohol, smoking, drugs, even food). But if you asked me those questions today, I wouldn’t be mad. In fact, I’ve even gone from feeling insecure about being able to find a guy who would date a girl who doesn’t drink, to proudly saying upfront with them that “it’s the best decision I’ve ever made”. It’s taken three years for me to get here – and there were some ups and downs in that time – but I’m confident in my decision to live a life without alcohol. There’s no going back now.
I’ve always said that I didn’t quit drinking to save money and that is certainly true. I never cared about the numbers back then and, if I had, it would’ve been the wrong reason to quit. Recently, however, I’ve found myself wondering how much money I wasted on getting wasted. It’s a sunk cost, at this point – not worth worrying about, as I can’t get it back – but I’m still curious, so I ran some numbers.