barren

Hey my fellow Assholes!

I’m back for my annual 43T Rant now that it’s June and I took my last drink 5 years ago. I’m pretty happy that for once I told myself I was quitting and it didn’t turn out to be a goddam LIE. I can’t even describe the STUPID rationalizations that my BOOZE BRAIN would come up with to keep drinking. Here are some of the asinine strategies I had:

“Two on, Two off”: This was a fucking sad attempt to allow myself two days of getting wasted each night, and I wouldn’t be an alcoholic if I followed it up with two days of sobriety. Oh, except I’d always find a reason to drink a third consecutive night (“Hey, it’s Friday!” or “Hey, we’re having company over”).

“Never more than a Six Pack”: because if that’s all you drink, you couldn’t possibly have a “problem”, right? Oh, and one extra beer after the six pack doesn’t really count. Even if it’s a 40oz. Or half a bottle of wine. It’s just a six pack. Why are there 40 empties in the recycle bin then??

“If I leave a beer in the fridge, it must mean I’m not a drunk”: because a drunk would DEFINITELY not leave booze unconsumed, right?

Those are a few of the LIES that BOOZE BRAIN tried to tell me to keep me drinking and in a stupor of denial.

Now it’s been 5 years and I can happily report that ALL traces of that fucking bad habit are GONE. I did it. YOU can do it. Just stop with the excuses and the lying, stop letting BOOZE BRAIN control you and DON’T Drink Today.

What does BOOZE BRAIN tell you? Tell BOOZE BRAIN to FUCK OFF. YOU are in control, NOT BOOZE BRAIN.

Later, Friends!!

~barren

marked 3 years without alcohol for me. I like that.

I know that Friday night is the toughest. I’ve been there. Break your routine. Just drive somewhere else, somewhere you never go tonight. Get away from your pattern that leads to drinking. Get yourself so far away from routine that by the time you get home you’ll have no time to drink. Go to a carnival. Go bowling. Go to the beach. Friday is just a name. It holds no power over any of you.