I celebrated 2 years of sobriety yesterday. I think that's pretty impressive. That's the longest I've gone without an alcoholic beverage since my mid- to late teens. I continue to try and set a positive example for both of my sons. I've also learned that drinking is overrated. You can enjoy life without drinking alcohol, even if others around you in social situations are drinking. And you save a lot of money, too.
I quit drinking because the family therapist at my kid's rehab facility told me to "Be the change you want to see in your son." And I'm glad I did. Especially since I'm the son of an alcoholic father, and I could definitely see myself starting to go down the wrong road with regards to alcohol two years ago. As my son's condition worsened, I started to use alcohol as a crutch. I was self-medicating to help me forget about my son's self-medication. How fucked up is that? In any case, I credit my wife for noticing that my wheels were starting to come off. I needed to quit drinking. Period. Yes, the family therapist's suggestion was the final motivation I needed. But my lovely wife had already seen evidence of a problem.
Thank you, honey. Thank you for caring about me.
Somebody pass the root beer.
