i did it. i made it through my first major holiday sober. a holiday where i’d usually be buzzed by the time i showed up to the function (at 1pm every year) and shotgunning and doing shots left and right. a holiday where i barely remembered half of what happened the next day but of course my camera roll was full of photos and videos i didnt remember taking. a holiday where i’d get home and continue drinking until the early hours of the morning and pass out until 3pm the next day with a splitting headache and nausea that wouldn’t quit.
and the crazy part? it wasn’t even hard to not drink. sure, i had some NAs that i bought, but even those i barely drank. i sat. i talked. i helped. i enjoyed myself.
