My Recovery So Far

Sobriety delivers everything alcohol promised…

  • Happy New Year

    I know I’m late to the party and it’s been a while since I wrote anything on here. I’ve been thinking of posting for a few weeks but to be honest, I’ve no idea where to start. What a year!

    The pandemic wasn’t really that much of a problem for us, until we tested positive a week before Christmas, but more of that later. Everyone has an opinion, everyone has a comment and COVID-19 has definitely brought the best and worst out in people, on social media or not. I stopped watching the news on a regular basis a while ago. It was causing me so much anxiety and I just can’t handle it anymore. I’ve also adjusted my social media to reflect more positive news rather than ‘the virus this and the virus that’. I’m gobsmacked how many ignorant and selfish people are out there to be quite honest. Don’t get me started on the people that are convinced they’ve had the virus but kept quiet through fear of making family/friends/colleagues isolate. If I know of a few culprits, imagine how many there are we don’t know about!

    “The world has enough beautiful mountains and meadows, spectacular skies and serene lakes. It has enough lush forests, flowered fields, and sandy beaches. It has plenty of stars and the promise of a new sunrise and sunset every day. What the world needs more of is people to appreciate and enjoy it.”

    —Michael Josephson

    Anyway, we’ve missed being able to go for a meal and obviously missing out on three holidays was a bit rubbish, however we definitely made the correct decision and had a great time in the UK. We’ll make up for it in time, whether that’s this year or next year – it’s really not that big a deal. People are losing their parents, siblings, children, aunts, uncles and friends via online streaming. There’s worse things than not being able to get your hair done or going for a few pints, and it’s not going to be forever. If you’ve refused to wear a mask, social distance, or have the vaccine – wake the **** up! It’s you that’s stopping the pubs, salons and gyms opening. It’s like people who don’t vote complaining about the state of the country. If you didn’t do your bit, you’ve no right to complain.

    I was on Furlough for three months from when we went into Lockdown 1. I went back into the office in July and stayed that way until just before Christmas. I had no COVID-19 symptoms whatsoever but was full of a cold for about two weeks. On 16th December I started with a headache and went for a test, even though I still had none of the main symptoms. JT and I were fully expecting a negative result and I received the text two days later. I casually looked for the message that would reassure me we’re all fine and couldn’t believe my eyes. It was positive so JT booked a test and was down at the centre within the hour. Don’t forget, neither of us have ANY symptoms at this point. The morning after I woke up feeling horrendous and I would spend the next five days in bed, eating only so I could take medication and getting out of bed to go to the toilet next door. I can see why the vulnerable have a lot less chance with this virus because those few steps to the toilet was like climbing a mountain. By this time, we fully expected JT’s result to come back positive and it did, a couple of days later. I’m not going to bore you with all the details because compared to some, we’re both extremely lucky, but to those who say the virus is like flu or a bad case of flu – it isn’t. I’ve had flu and it was so easy compared to this. I don’t get ill very often so I haven’t got much to compare it to but I’ve never felt as exhausted in all my life. I’ve definitely never had an illness that’s made me struggle for breath whilst talking on the phone! Wear a mask and keep your distance, PLEASE!

    Thankfully, I’m working from home now and I hope things will stay that way for a while or until we’re out of lockdown, at least. For reasons I can’t talk about here, work has been very stressful for me and my priority at the moment has to be getting plenty of exercise, practising mindfulness and staying safe. As long as I’ve got everything I NEED (home, food, money to pay bills, safe family) I’m fine.

    One thing I’m so thankful for, is my recovery and sobriety. For me the pandemic would have been a lot different without the knowledge I have around alcohol and mental health. There’s never been a better time to get sober and if you’re struggling with addiction, there’s tonnes of help out there at the moment. Recovery groups are hosting meetings via Zoom and if you just fancy feeling fab for a while or getting rid of the hangovers for good, there’s a ridiculous amount of alcohol free drinks out there at the moment.

    This post is quite literally the most random I’ve ever written. I think the point of it was to get me back into writing my feelings down. It’s a challenge that’s been on it’s way for a few weeks. I’ve so much to say about the pandemic like a lot of people but we’ve all got such strong, differing opinions it’s difficult to express them. My advice would be to ignore and move on from comments on social media. Getting involved with that crap gets you nowhere.

    I’ve been laid in bed awake since 0530 and I started this post about an hour later. It’s now just after 0800 and I’ve got JT shoving her bum into my side and Daisy the Beagle UNDER the covers (that only happens on ‘washing the duvet day’) with one paw shoved in my side and I’m clinging onto the bed. They’re both making that cute and comfy snory noise and it’s definitely a happy place. Work starts in 15 mins though so I need to shift myself and leave them to it.

    I wish you all the best for 2021 and let’s hope the vaccine will bring an end to all this suffering and we will move on to better times very quickly. Peace out ✌️

  • 3 years ago

    On 28 October 2017 I moved into my house share on the Isle of Man. It was where the biggest change I’ve ever made in my life started, 3 years ago today. As I sit here typing this I’m filled with sadness, excitement and pride. I don’t recognise that person who was frantically emptying my tiny box car with the small amount of items I managed to take with me – my clothes, a few pictures to remind me why I was on that crazy journey and a few essentials. I can’t remember how much cash I had available to me, but I know it was less than £50. I didn’t have a clue how things were going to go but what I did know was that I needed to get a job ASAP which was pretty daunting knowing that it would take 2 weeks to get a work permit and that was from the date of being offered a job.

    When I started this blog it was the one thing that kept me going. It gave me something to do and stopped me thinking about going for a drink and writing my problems down reminded me I was making the right choice by changing my ways. I don’t feel the need to write anymore but it’s nice to post a little update on special dates like today.

    When I look back I can’t believe how much my life has changed. I’m like a completely different person and I’m now the person who I was always meant to be and not the one I thought people wanted me to be. My mum once asked me about how I felt when I was struggling and the only way I could describe it was every day I felt like I was balancing on a tightrope and about to fall off several times a day.

    The photo above was taken on the morning of 29 October 2017, and is the result of my last binge, three years ago today. The cuts probably don’t look that bad really but it’s what was going through my mind and the horrendous feeling of failure and sadness I felt that sticks. I’d relapsed after 15 days sober and absolutely knew I had turn things around. I was a mess, my life was a mess and I was destroying everything.

    Three years on and life couldn’t be any different. I have a job I enjoy, a great circle of friends and an amazing partner who I moved in with at the beginning of lockdown. JT has contributed to my recovery more than she knows. Being settled has finally given me the security and comfort I so desperately needed and I didn’t realise this until very recently. I thought I’d done all my grieving for my dad but now I know I’ve only just started. Seven years later!

    It’s strange because so many things along the way have contributed to my recovery which I’ve only recently realised. I was nowhere near ready for a relationship when I met JT and I still had a lot of work to do. In fact, when I returned from the Isle of Man in August 2018 I was still a lot more vulnerable than I actually thought I was. Eventually it lead to me drinking in moderation which did work to a certain extent but I’ve realised now, it’s not for me. I don’t regret having a go at moderation because I do believe we have to try lots of routes before we find the one for us. Obviously, everyone’s recovery is different and that could be more dangerous for some than others. A lot of thought went into my plan and it was a process that lasted over a year.

    Some of you will be wondering why I talk about being 3 years into my recovery when I’m 5 months sober. I chose to drink in moderation and I thought long and hard about it. Yes, it was a relapse but through the whole of this journey since that day in 2017, I’ve been making positive changes and trying to be the best version of myself that I possibly can. As long as that continues, I’m in recovery. It’s so important that people realise a recovery date doesn’t determine a sober date.

    I won’t bore you with the details of my recovery because it’s all here on my blog somewhere but it really is the best thing I’ve ever done and I don’t regret a minute of it. Do I regret taking it too far in the past? Not really, because I believe we go through these situations, obstacles and processes to become the person we’re meant to be. Do I regret meeting some of the people along the way? Hell yeah! But they also did their bit. They made me strong as fuck and determined to make something of myself.

    1,095 days of recovery and 172 days sober…

    Stay strong, stay positive & keep fighting.

    Claire xx

  • 50 days sober, again

    Hello again,

    It’s good to be back.

    As many of you will know, this is my second time of hitting the 50 days sober milestone. I’m back on the wagon, and this time is different. I’m staying sober knowing it’s what I want and I don’t have the ‘can I moderate/should I moderate’ hanging over me. When I decided to get sober on 29th October 2017, I knew I didn’t want to be sober forever. I knew I had to sort my life out because I was in this downward spiral, slowing killing myself and destroying almost every relationship that entered my life, but I also knew I didn’t want it to be forever. Maybe I was in denial, I don’t know. Anyway, I tried moderation for a year and I decided it’s not for me. This time staying sober is for real and although my recovery will always be taken one day at a time, I’m finding things a lot easier and the benefits are even more enjoyable than the first time round.

    People often ask me if I miss alcohol and it always amazes me when people say they drink to get drunk and don’t find that slightly odd. With all the alcohol free options available now, it’s difficult to miss having a beer but obviously if you’re drinking to get pissed, you will miss alcohol, because that’s what it does. We’ve come a long way since AF beers tasted nothing like they’re supposed to and today, you wouldn’t know the difference with a lot of them. I tested my brother a couple of weeks ago. He loves Leffe and I poured him a glass of Leffe 0.0 and he had no idea until I pointed it out.

    If you are drinking only to get drunk, whether you think so or not, that is definitely having a drink problem. It doesn’t matter whether you don’t drink every day, month or year. If you drink to deal with emotions/feelings or don’t know when to stop once you’ve started, you should seek help. You can find some links for organisations in my post Feeling comfortable with vulnerability.

    I knew my drinking was a problem from around the age of 19. I would kid myself into thinking I didn’t have a problem because ‘I was only doing what everyone else was’ but I was using alcohol to cope with mental health problems, therefore I knew deep down that I had issues with alcohol. Also, I wasn’t doing what everyone else was. Other people didn’t stay out on their own, with strangers and they actually made it home before 3am. My other problem was, I didn’t know where to start with stopping or dealing with my mental health in the correct way.

    So, when I had 14 months sober under my belt, I decided I didn’t have a drink problem anymore and I missed red wine too much so I thought I’d give moderation a go. I’d be very naive to think I’d manage this without any slip ups and I knew it wouldn’t be easy but I thought I was pretty much prepared for any difficult situation my knew challenge may bring. I’m not going to go into massive detail but there was a couple of occasions where things went back to the very dark days and I became the person I’ve fought so hard to get away from. On most occasions, I was able to have a couple of drinks and leave it there, feeling happy. That was mainly when I was with JT, close friends and my mum. Put me with my drinking buddies from back in the day and I’m straight back to where I was. I don’t regret trying moderation because I’ve been making positive changes to my life ever since I decided to quit drinking alcohol the first time around. I’ve scratched that itch now and I know it’s not for me. Also, I know exactly what to expect and what I need to do this time round. I’m prepared with the tools I need and I’m enjoying the highs that sobriety brings more than ever.

    The benefits that staying sober brings will always outweigh anything that alcohol brings. My fitness has never been better. I’m 41 years old, loving my exercise (something I thought I’d never say) and in the best shape I’ve ever been! I wake up feeling great after 6-7 hours sleep and I don’t hit the snooze button several times making me 45 mins late. When I was drinking I always needed 10 hours sleep and felt horrendous most mornings which made my time keeping horrendous. I can run 10k no problem and I’m hitting PB’s all the time. Something else I thought I’d never say! I eat foods that are good for me and have the discipline to treat myself now and again. I say no to fast food. In my drinking days I would eat McDonald’s, Subway or KFC on a daily basis! The thought of it now makes me cringe. I’m enjoying the simple things that life brings and I take pleasure in what I’ve got, rather than being annoyed at what I haven’t got. Like everyone, I have my moments but without alcohol, life is really good.

    I’ve tried moderation and it worked to a certain extent, but I actually missed the positivity that staying sober brings.

    I still get anxiety but it’s manageable. My depression hasn’t been around for almost 2 years!

    That’s me, on day 50.

    Claire