It's been 8 months since I quitting drinking... seems like just yesterday I was putting down shots and drinking box wine. I rarely miss it, although sometimes I do. Which I feel like is normal, considering that it was extremely comforting to be really really drunk. For me having these cravings is sort of like missing the womb.... getting to experience the womb again sounds really nice, but it's been so long you're not sure what it's like anymore, and also logically you know you can't go back. So in the end you're left knowing full well that you have outgrown that past comfort and it is time to move on, preferably forever. I still feel like it's hard for me to commit to never drinking again. #neversaynever
But let's just say this, I am in no rush.
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