Ah, the great the Aussie drinking culture, where sobriety is a rarity… and quite a controversial topic.
Imagine being SOBER for over 2 years… TWO YEARS!
you started drinking at 14 years of age…
you did so, because EVERYONE you knew (except one!) drank!…
by your mid 20’s, drinking champagne by the (multiple) bottles was the norm…
you used to vomit so hard that you popped blood vessels in your eyes…
it helped mask the deep, painful emotions that you were constantly burying inside…
it meant you didn’t care (about ANYTHING). You let go of the worry…
.it let you forget (everything!) which felt like freedom…
it also gave you a sense of belonging…
it gave you a confidence that you could only dream of!
Why on earth would I want to give up feeling confident? Because, it was fueled by alcohol, and therefore it wasn’t real. None of it was. It altered me, an it altered how I lived in and saw the world.
Having cancer at age 30 in 2007 was catalyst for me to review my life, yet it wasn’t the turning point. Following remission I went harder than ever, for a while. After all, getting back into life is what it’s all about, right?! Cancer wasn’t going to define me. I wanted to fit in and certainly didn’t want to miss out… on anything!
Yet, I was miserable. Depressed. It was then that the bulemia was highlighted to me. I wasn’t the real, authentic me when I was drinking. Far from it. ‘She’ felt like an alter ego personality. In reality, drinking was just another way to cover up, avoid, stuff down and mask those underlying emotions!
My last drunk episode was early 2012, in front of my soon-to-be teenage daughter. The binge was basically exacerbated by the fact that I was angry at her. We fought. I blocked her out. I guzzled down the bubbles and drowned out that anger! Then I was light, floaty, high. I was in an altered state.
I also stripped off to my underwear when we got home, and dived into the pool (dangerous I know). I argued a little more with my daughter, then… experienced a rather embarrassing encounter with the neighbours… (yep, in my undies!) Oops!
Unfortunately, it would seem I was still in a ‘go hard or go home’ space with my drinking. Not pretty! Not sexy! and absolutely NOT the kind of role model I wanted to be.
I wanted to teach both of my girls about self-respect and self-love.
I cut back drastically since that ‘ladies day’ at the cricket. By the very end of the year I took the plunge, kicking the bottle to the curb forever. Fortunately, I had the support of an inspirational sober sista (thank you Gina! x). Sobriety was good. I felt more me.
These days, there’s no denying them… those emotions… they bubble up and there’s no more drowning them out by drinking bubbles! No. I feel them now. ALL of them. I allow them, welcome them and sit with them, until they dissolve… and they do.
It’s been a massive milestone and achievement (as it is for anyone) to reach sobriety. I’ve discovered and uncovered my authentic self.
I feel that profoundly deep sense of self-connection, self-respect and self love.
Waking up early EVERY morning fresh, clear and vibrant… now that in itself makes it worthwhile, and the additional benefits are truly AMAZING! I now express my authentic self. What you see is what you get.
I actually LOVE being sober, and I’ve gotta tell you… it feels darn sexy too!
So amazing is the transformation that I was recently featured in a video interview over at Sexy Sobriety with Rebecca Weller. Check out the preview, below!
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