Every March 18, I wonder if there’s any point in continuing to mention my “sobriety anniversary” on the blog. Who really cares? For me, it seems so long ago.
Then I think about people still stuck in the drunk cycle. And I have to mention it.
I used to say to myself: Nobody understands what I’m going through. If I stopped, it would kill me. My life is meaningless without alcohol. Life’s not worth living, anyway. I’m not worth loving. And on and on. This is a bit melodramatic, but I honestly thought I wouldn’t want to live if I couldn’t drink. For me, the psychological hold was much stronger than the physical one.
Does that sound familiar to you? If you drink like a fish, can’t seem to stop, and can’t imagine life without that next drink, listen to my testimony. There is life without alcohol, glorious life. But be warned: mere sobriety is not enough.
A life without Christ fueled my dependency, empty and ultimately unsatisfying. I drank and couldn’t quench the thirst. Even when I got sober, I was still “thirsty.” That’s when I found Christ. Or rather, he found me. Today, life is sweet, a wonderful sight to behold with clear, unclouded eyes. Today, life in Christ is abundant, a blessing I don’t deserve.
Be courageous.
Update (3/20): I heard from quite a few recovering alcoholics in response to this post. Thanks so much for letting me know you read the blog. Many blessings to you!
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