So here we are. It’s Friday. I invite all of you lushes out there who are trying to make a change to come to my blog for support. It’s only on Friday because seriously, we can’t talk about it every minute right? Well, I can but I’m very OCD and that’s a whole nother issue. And seriously, if you aren’t someone who is needing to, considering or already has quit drinking, I’m not fucking judging you. Drink away! Or don’t drink away!
Listen, contrary to what you may think, I have not changed my stance on believing that booze can equal a good time. In fact, I encourage my husband to drink as much as he wants. But, here’s why: my husband does not have a problem. I have not one time in the history of our relationship ever seen him have a drink and thought, “Uh oh, here we go.” Never. You know why? Because Jon is 100% predictable when he has a few drinks. Even when he drinks every night, he doesn’t need to drink every night. But I bet you there has come a time when Jon has seen me with an open bottle of wine and wondered if I’d be fast asleep by 8:00 p.m. and if he’d once again be responsible for getting up in the middle of the night if the kids needed attention. I’m sure he’s cringed a little bit at a party when I’ve gotten a little (a lot) extra “outgoing.”
Some people, myself included, struggle with calling what they have a drinking problem. Most people especially have a hard time identifying themselves as an alcoholic. I totally get that. Once you use the word alcoholic to describe yourself, it’s pretty hard to change your mind, right? I mean, saying you are an alcoholic is like announcing to the world that you cannot care for your children, you are one step away from drinking Boone’s Farm Tickle Pink next to a dumpster, hoping someone will give you a dollar. That is just not the case.
To me, alcoholic means that I should not be drinking ever because alcohol in my body can lead to unpredictable (or actually fairly predictable) bad behavior or at least behavior that I don’t like. Alcoholic means that I don’t want to drink and yet sometimes (all the time) I do it anyway.
So once you say you’re an alcoholic there’s no turning back right? Well, that’s kind of ridiculous isn’t it? Have you met Robert Downey Jr.? He’s changed his mind about 8000 times.
I think that I am an alcoholic but if I died and went to heaven (because I’m a super awesome person -and that’s where our kind goes right?) and God said, “Oh, that’s so funny that you thought you were an alcoholic! Sorry if I implied that. Actually, you just drank a lot when you were stressed out but you probably could’ve drank a little now and then without horrible consequences. My bad!” would I be really pissed that I missed these years of alcohol? No, I wouldn’t.
There’s no blood test to determine whether or not you OFFICIALLY have a problem. There’s just the voice in your head that is nagging at you that you need to quit.
So, if you want to do this, every Friday, starting today, let’s share a little something about our experience and if we’re struggling or not and then if you want to leave your email, do it. If not, that’s cool too. Let’s encourage each other. We’re not alone.