We may be anonymous strangers on the internet, but we have one thing in common. We may be a world apart, but we’re here together!
Welcome to the 24 hour pledge! I’m pledging myself to not drinking today, and invite you to do the same.
Maybe you’re new to c/stopdrinking and have a hard time deciding what to do next. Maybe you’re like me and feel you need a daily commitment or maybe you’ve been sober for a long time and want to inspire others.
It doesn’t matter if you’re still hung over from a three day bender or been sober for years, if you just woke up or have already completed a sober day. For the next 24 hours, let’s not drink alcohol!
I’ll be hosting this week, so, good morning, fellow sobernauts, IWNDWYT 😁!
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Morning folks, I will not drink with y’all today!
Happy Monday everyone! Hope yours goes (or went), awesome!
IWNDWYT!
Made it through another one. Had some old brush and bullshit on the property that’s been needing burned off, so I had a bonfire. For the first hour or so I was way too close to grabbing a cold one, hell it’s damn near tradition to drink beers and burn shit throughout my life. So, as trivial as that is, it seemed like a big hurdle. But, the longer I sat there, working the fire from time to time, looking at the beautiful night sky above me and spending some quiet time with My Girl, the easier it got. She made beans today, and I made a couple walleye fillets from an earlier catch… We made our plates and ate outside by the fire. It was fucking perfect. And I never went in after that cold one.
I have these little things like that… I’m downplaying how close I got to having a drink tonight. And, it’d be hard for me to accurately explain the intensity of that urge, anyways. It’s really odd how I’ve come to associate drinking with all these little experiences in my days to day life. Most of the time I truly don’t miss that shit, but… Sometimes… Damn…
So, yeah… My Monday was fucking awesome! Hope yours was, too.
I think that’s the hardest part for me, breaking those associations that have been slowly built up over time. My body might be detoxed, but damn if those patterns and traditions don’t still exist in my head. I’m working on replacing them with new ones so I have something else to take its place and I don’t feel like I’m missing out on something, but yeah, it can be tough. Good on you tho and that reminds me, I need to get some stuff for smores, lol
It’s crazy how our fucked-up minds’ cravings attach themselves to things that way, ain’t it? “Patterns and traditions:” that’s the perfect way to describe it… I’ve got a feeling it’s gonna be a long road to retrain my mind and body where those things are concerned. Just took a few minutes to watch the ISS flyby, maybe that’s something I never really associated with getting hammered! My Girl waved at em, because she’s a whole-assed dork!
Get ya some grahams and Hershey bars, man! Bag of marshmallows, couple sticks, it’s finally rolling around to spring here, gotta clean my damn kayaks up and get ready. Have a ball on the other side of the world!
I shall not imbibe with anyone today!
Day 25. I will not drink with you today!
