
I grew up with parents that loved to drink – big parties and regular drinking at home. They weren’t happy drinkers but drank nonetheless and drink was always around – it was very much a normalised part of life and as I got older, I was encouraged to drink.
I embraced this with gusto! I loved to drink and fast became a social party animal. My entire social life was based around drinking – pre drinks, parties, pub. I worked in the City and there were endless opportunities to drink.
I was always a happy drinker. I didn’t drink spirits, I had a vast friendship group, I happily held onto my jobs, I had a great boyfriend (now husband), exercised, basically ticked all of boxes that I thought was a happy balanced life.
As I got into my twenties – I found a love of wine. I preferred this to beer – less bloating and more chic! I built up a tolerance to be able to get through a couple of bottles but also then found that my reactions to alcohol changed – I was never really sick but now once I had drunk far too much – I just fell asleep. This was hugely entertaining for others but really started to worry me – this then started my cycle of trying to cut down, starting again, questioning – this went on for years.
I had 4 children in my thirties and had good breaks from alcohol but this didn’t stop my thirst to return to it. I now had a shiny new social life with other new parents – yet another very normalised avenue to drink. I was one of the big drinkers in these circles – and very conscious of those that didn’t drink or drank in moderation looking negatively at me. I suppose this made me question my lifestyle – but then there were so many people that would encourage it and so the cycle continued.
As my children grew up they clocked my drinking – they actually started taking the piss out of me! Mimicking me falling asleep – recounting what I had said and done. I still held down a job, did loads of charity work, functioned as mother, socialised – and there is that word – I functioned.
Was I happy? I thought so.
Did I often feel rubbish, hung over, disappointed in myself?
Hell yes.
In my forties I did several bouts of sober October or a break in the New Year. I had periods when I super analysed my behaviour. I had periods of massive worry about my health and the impact that my behaviour could be having on my children. I felt that whilst I was functioning, I was no longer excelling and my life was a constant fog.
I didn’t consider myself an alcoholic – I didn’t drink in the morning but I did drink pretty much every day.
Then I realised that my drinking must be reaching a new level – I started drinking during the day out a cup….a cup???
Did I really think I could hide away the red wine in a cup?
I realised now that something had to change.
I celebrated my 50th and decided that this was to be my decade of change. I didn’t want to be an embarrassment to myself and my children. I spent a couple of months thinking about the rest of my life and who I wanted to be. 2 months after my birthday I said to my partner that I was going to give up. We went around the houses talking about taking a break but I was clear that this just didn’t work for me.
I set a date – the day after my daughter's birthday - and this would be the first day of the rest of my life.
I signed up for a 90 day challenge for accountability and immersed myself in quit lit. Annie
Grace, Clare Pooley, Catherine Gray – I couldn’t get enough of it. I upped my fitness and set a goal to lose weight. Cassie Ridley contacted me about Alcohol Free Essex and I joined up with this new local group. I was surrounded by like minded people, all trying to improve their lives.
All of a sudden I had completed the 90 days – I was fitter, happier, more present, a better parent – so many positives. The 90 day challenge became 365 and I found my new normal.
Fast forward to today.
Today is my 2 year anniversary and I can honestly say I will never return to alcohol.
I still see the downfalls of drinking – my partner still drinks. I see it in my children – my eldest is 21 and she drinks – at times, a lot. She is wracked with anxiety when she drinks but here is the BIG difference – I am here for her – I am the positive role model, I am the non-patronising parent who has been there and left.
I am living proof that you can normalise being alcohol free and thrive.
I am so proud of myself.
I shout my sobriety from the roof tops. If you are starting out – keep going.
The big milestones aren’t easy – but you will get there with determination and lots of support.
The curve balls will keep coming – they never go away but hold on to and keep close that your “in the moment feeling” – it isn’t marred by or enhanced by alcohol – it is all yours.
It is your new life, your new you and the new norm.
Jenny
Wow, so inspiring. Jenny, you have pretty much written my story (take out the city job and add in an alcoholic father ) I will turn 50 in 6 months. I want to look as good as you, and be able to sound as positive as you. Thanks for sharing xx
Well done Jenny, a great read and many congratulations on your 2 years. Your positivity is inspiring!
So fantastic. Congratulations!
Well done Jenny. Massive congratulations on 2 years. ❤️
Thankyou for sharing, so much resonates with me. Congratulations on 2 years AF 👏