If you need something to combat that 5 o’clock urge, a glass to clutch at your coworker’s BBQ, a refreshing treat after a long day or simply something to sip on while you binge Netflix; stir up one of these drinks and know for that moment you’re going to be OK.
There is a part of me—even after seventeen years of sobriety—that whispers ever-so-seductively every summer that it might be acceptable to start drinking again.
As my breath improved, so did my ability to deal with stress, to get a good night’s sleep and to relax. As I learned to breathe deeply, I wanted to smoke much less. My need for alcohol faded as I learned to deal with stress and I also learned to like myself at last.
I found the online support and sisterhood refreshing and learned there was no right way to do recovery. It was time to build my own box and fill my toolkit with resources that worked for me.
Mom, you didn’t raise an alcoholic. You helped me pick up all my broken pieces and build me into the woman I am today.