No one appointed me to be the Sobriety Police (and I promise you ⎼ I’m not applying for that position by writing this) but as a person who has been sober for 2.5 years, I have some thoughts about Dry January that I feel compelled to share.
Dry January began in 2013 in the United Kingdom as a campaign to raise funds for alcohol abuse treatment. It has since caught on as a popular health trend, with people all around the world committing to abstaining from alcohol for the first month of the year.
In the past, I’ve been excited…
I leaned up in bed and unlatched my second story window. I heaved it open with all the strength I could muster and thrust my head out, vomiting bright yellow stomach bile onto the roof of the porch below. I stared at it, disgusted. I was in pain. My stomach tightened and cramped with both hunger and nausea. It was empty. I was empty.
I was drinking every night, but I would never be satisfied.
It was around this time, my senior year of college, that my first gray hair sprouted. It was a timely reminder that I was graduating…
Social worker. Writer. Environmentalist. Humor is my coping skill.