So, once again it's New Year's Eve. A date in the diary where millions of people in the UK get drunk. This will be my 6th New Year's Eve sober. To me, it's just another day. I think, for anyone facing their first New Year’s Eve sober, that’s the key – just treat it like … Continue reading New Year’s Eve in recovery: Is it worth the risk?
Since finally getting sober in 2016, I’ve been driven by a need to make up for lost time. I lost seven years to alcoholism. In my head, that meant that I was seven years behind everyone else my age. I labelled myself an underdog – and that self-evaluation has done me wonders. There is an … Continue reading Goals, alarm bells and recuperation
Half a bloody decade! I just want to use this milestone to remind everyone that no matter how bad it gets, there is always a way back. I never thought I’d emerge from the depths of alcoholism. I’m not ashamed to admit that; I was beaten. My health was extremely poor, I had absolutely no … Continue reading 5 Years sober today – I have my life back!
It’s now been around 15 months since we first went into lockdown in the UK. During that time, many of the alcohol support helplines have reported huge increases in the number of people reaching out for help. According to research by the Royal College of Psychiatrists, nearly 8.5 million adults were drinking at high risk … Continue reading Drinking to forget
Whenever I’m approached for help by someone who is struggling with their drinking, I always ask the same question before anything else – ‘do you suffer withdrawals when you stop?’. If they’re unsure, I go on to ask how much they’ve been drinking and how many days, weeks, months they’ve been drinking at that level. … Continue reading The Truth About Alcohol Withdrawal
I have learnt a lot on the road to sobriety, many of these things I have learnt the hard way. One being that if you are heavily dependent on alcohol and have been drinking hard for a long period of time, it is very dangerous to just stop! Going cold turkey can lead to severe … Continue reading Death by withdrawal
‘It’s 5:30am on a Wednesday morning as I wake. I have an indescribable feeling of sickness in my stomach. My hands and legs tremble as I struggle to raise myself to a seated position. You can’t see the bloodshot in my eyes as the whites are now a dark yellow. The withdrawals are already well … Continue reading A little bit of my story
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