“Drink first, then drink, then drink.” ~ F.Scott Fitzgerald
I love Sophia Loren. In my house I have a picture of her looking forever young and refreshing. I’ve heard that she slept for 9 to 10 hours every night.
Looking at this picture, some people enjoy the joy of life. Food, laughter, sex, work, motherhood, and self-care. Not long ago, I stared at the painting, wondering, “Why can I respect someone so much and live a different life from her?”
Have you heard about the halo effect? It’s when you do what you know to be right for your body, mind, and spirit, and in doing so you’re this powerfully beautiful and attractive that others can’t get enough. It begins to exude energy. I have now noticed that the relationship with alcohol’s daily habits actually diminishes the brilliance of my halo. It was essentially stealing my joy, time, money, appearance, happiness, and especially my sleep.
Who knew for a long time that my sleep was taken over by alcohol?
Not to mention the puffy face, bears, bears, red eyes, weight gain, and headaches, increased heart rate, and anxiety, these are just some of the nice side effects I’ve experienced with indulging in bottles.
To reduce overwhelming, I inadvertently fanned it with a break in sleep and a vague feeling the next day.
Do you think alcohol is bad or do you think drinking is prohibited? number.
It was myself that two, and sometimes three, of wine were sacrificed each day. The next day, before taking the hug of Mr. P (Pinot Noir) of Main Squeeze, I took all types of focus and motivation to do everything I said I would achieve at night.
My relationship with alcohol stole my ability to step into the life I claimed to want.
I wanted to lose weight.
I wanted to make more money.
I wanted to write my own book.
I knew deeply that none of those dreams would ever come close to being achieved until Mr. P lifted the hold he had on me.
I wake up every morning and ask myself three things.
- How do you want to feel today?
- What is one of the things I can do to love myself today?
- What can I give to others today?
My answer to # 2 is often …
“Drink more water.”
“We will start weight training.”
“Let’s let go of gluten.”
The truth was that the only real voice in it was quietly and patiently saying “take a break from alcohol” every day.
I was just not ready to listen.
The phone finally prompted a courageous experiment.
For 90 days I promised a friend to join her with an alcohol reset. After that fateful Sunday, I went to the calendar to commemorate the 90th. “I tried this before, but it didn’t work,” “it didn’t work tonight,” and the horror quickly creeped in.
Fortunately, something other than me took over at that moment. The next 120 days had passed and I was swayed by something beyond my understanding. In fact, after 21 days I stopped counting. I no longer calendared until I was finally able to drink. why? Perhaps because I knew in my heart that a stable drip of wine every night wouldn’t help me, my purpose, my body, or my notebook.
Why is it different this time? Because I saw it as “must” rather than “must”. I saw it as a gift rather than a purification.
What’s on the other side of the toxic relationship with alcohol? More than you can imagine. I wake up every morning and think “I’m very lucky”. It’s as if you’re capturing more time in the day, and every moment has a sacred sensation.
I watched the sunrise in the candlelight, baked banana bread before going to bed, and did more by 8am than after 5pm.
I finished the Netflix show without falling asleep … and remembered what I actually saw.
I released £ 20.
Wake up with hydration.
My skin seems to have turned around like Benjamin Button.
The list goes on and on.
The other day my mother complimented me and made me cry … in a good way.
She said, “You know, it’s like your skin, your hair … you look like you saw when you were young.”
For a long time, I used wine to suppress anxiety and overwhelming unwanted emotions. I thought “I’m removing the edge”, but the edge was actually working!
Recently, I am planning to have fun based on my feelings the next morning. What I’ve found is that taking a break from happy hour can literally change your life as well as the remaining 20 tour hours of the day.
When you have enough energy and energy to accept the day, you begin to find small miracles everywhere in the form of simple joy, current conversations with friends, or moments that may have put you in the tailwind. … but now you breathe it in patience and elegance.
People often ask, “Have you ever had a glass of wine?”
If I’m sociable (and socially away) with family and friends, it’s probably every two weeks or so. Am I enjoying it? Yes and no. In fact, I’ve had a glass or two a few times, but it no longer holds energy for me. It’s now like “take it or leave it”.
In fact, it’s as if moderation drives you to abstinence.
why? I didn’t feel like sacrificing the mood of alcohol the next morning.
I am delighted to reduce anxiety! Why do I want to go back to something that was producing the exact experience of suffering emotionally?
Yes, some people drink it every day and it works well, while others can’t drink it at all. And people like me know that alcohol isn’t the kind of friend they want to dating every day, but probably in very small quantities and often.
Drinking is sold as sexy, elegant, and unified.
Is it sexy that slurred speech doesn’t turn? Is it elegant to come out of the restaurant? Do you remember the conversation with your unified friends?
The reality for me was that alcohol made me exhausted, moody, and a little nauseous. How you feel is to create your day, and essentially your life. So if you feel cluttered and unplanned awake, you are making a cluttered and unplanned day.
I woke up and ran into the kitchen. Waiting for me was one of deciding whether I needed to beat myself or tap my back. Like a scale, an open bottle of wine often judged me “good” or “bad” the day before.
Is only a quarter of the bottle left? bad girl!
Three quarters left? Good girl!
A lot of time, energy, and thoughts were spent on the act of drinking!
After all, bedtime is the best of all.
A 4-hour alcohol-free sleep is much younger than a 9-hour alcohol-injected sleep. It’s best to wake up (in a good way!) With a buzzing sound.
If your inner voice wants a break, maybe it’s time to listen.
A good dream.