7 Surprising Truths About My Year of Sobriety

NEXT WEEK MARKS 12 MONTHS since I quit the booze. Again.

You’ve heard of yo-yo dieters? Well I guess my thirties has seen me operate at both ends of the drinking spectrum.

On the boozing extreme, I would have binged hard but limited the damage to weekends. How bad did it get? Well, blackouts were par for the course. I didn’t have a good handle on things. I drank to get drunk. Why? Escapism. Habit. Boredom. Confidence. Many reasons. Read more

How To Be Teetotal Abroad (Without Being a Dry Shite)

It’s been eight months since I had me some booze.

I’ve been in Colombia for seven of those eight months. Living in a foreign country, with the many cultural differences, not least language issues, has been difficult. Throw into the mix that I initially didn’t know a soul here and you get the idea of how time can drag. Read more

100 Days of Sobriety

NORMALLY I DON’T LIKE to put time-frames on events.

It implies that you’re waiting for a future moment, some golden landmark where you can take stock and tell everyone how great you are and then sigh before looking at the next timed milestone, hoping you won’t lapse.

Nothing wrong with planning ahead but when a decision is made to quit alcohol for life, I prefer not to count in days or months. Read more