Sobriety. A dirty word to some and it makes people nervous and uncomfortable. ”That sober person is judging me!”
No, we’re not, I just can’t imagine anything better for me.
Upon starting to feel poorly last night and thinking on all of the things I had to do today; I realized I wouldn’t be able to do any of them had I still been drinking and doing drugs. I mean that’s a no brain-er and something I’ve know this whole time. But it’s a comforting thought. To know that my life and opportunity won’t be interrupted by stupid poisons, because I’ve permanently opted out.
When I started doing this, (writing everyday), I was advised to clear my website, twitter and blog of all straight edge, sobriety and clean living promotions, essentially. That having that up would alienate people form reading my work.
Which it may. I don’t need to post straight edge or die all over the place, but It’s what worked for me and I’m sticking to it. And once in a while I am going to promote it because that’s how I feel. I don’t think I’m better than anybody, but my life has definitely become easier because of it, and that I would like to share.
Recently I’ve seen a decent amount of posts on other social networks about how fucking hungover someone is, how much they plan to dismantle their brain later, so someone should take pictures and tell them about it the next day or to bitch because they fucked something up via drugs and booze.
So then don’t do it. Sit and think about all of the dumb shit hard drugs and alcohol have set into motion and ask yourself if that’s really what you want to be doing.
As I’ve written before, don’t purposefully sabotage your quality of life. If fucking yourself up is fucking your life up, knock it off.
Some people can drink a little, drink a lot and be fine. Some can only do part of that equation and some, like myself, just have to not even set foot in the door.
My life has been a series of trail and error. The trials gave me the balls to keep moving forward and the errors taught me what not to do in the future.
So if your trial and error is telling you that you may be fucking yourself over, come take a walk on my side of the road for a little while and see how you feel. You can always go back.
But I don’t think you will…
Check out the blog on it's home site @
www.hihaveyoumetme.com for previous writings and more.
Don’t forget to stalk me further at https://twitter.com/#!/hihaveyoumetme orhttp://www.facebook.com/authorkatemonahan
No, we’re not, I just can’t imagine anything better for me.
Upon starting to feel poorly last night and thinking on all of the things I had to do today; I realized I wouldn’t be able to do any of them had I still been drinking and doing drugs. I mean that’s a no brain-er and something I’ve know this whole time. But it’s a comforting thought. To know that my life and opportunity won’t be interrupted by stupid poisons, because I’ve permanently opted out.
When I started doing this, (writing everyday), I was advised to clear my website, twitter and blog of all straight edge, sobriety and clean living promotions, essentially. That having that up would alienate people form reading my work.
Which it may. I don’t need to post straight edge or die all over the place, but It’s what worked for me and I’m sticking to it. And once in a while I am going to promote it because that’s how I feel. I don’t think I’m better than anybody, but my life has definitely become easier because of it, and that I would like to share.
Recently I’ve seen a decent amount of posts on other social networks about how fucking hungover someone is, how much they plan to dismantle their brain later, so someone should take pictures and tell them about it the next day or to bitch because they fucked something up via drugs and booze.
So then don’t do it. Sit and think about all of the dumb shit hard drugs and alcohol have set into motion and ask yourself if that’s really what you want to be doing.
As I’ve written before, don’t purposefully sabotage your quality of life. If fucking yourself up is fucking your life up, knock it off.
Some people can drink a little, drink a lot and be fine. Some can only do part of that equation and some, like myself, just have to not even set foot in the door.
My life has been a series of trail and error. The trials gave me the balls to keep moving forward and the errors taught me what not to do in the future.
So if your trial and error is telling you that you may be fucking yourself over, come take a walk on my side of the road for a little while and see how you feel. You can always go back.
But I don’t think you will…
Check out the blog on it's home site @
www.hihaveyoumetme.com for previous writings and more.
Don’t forget to stalk me further at https://twitter.com/#!/hihaveyoumetme orhttp://www.facebook.com/authorkatemonahan