Back On Dry Land

Back On Dry Land Almost 500 days ago, on 20th April 2019, I had my last alcoholic drink. I'd tried to convince myself so often before that I wouldn't drink again - usually when in the grip of the deep anxiety that increasingly accompanied my frequent hangovers - but for the first time I had planned meticulously, over many months, for this moment. I was prepared, determined and ready to take a different path, and unlike on previous occasions there would be no turning back, and no stumble back to my prior course, one that was leading me ever more certainly towards an anxious life full of pain and confusion. Sixteen months later I am convinced I have made an irreversible decision, and as I knew deep down it would be it has turned out to be one of the very best I have ever made. When you've devoted yourself as enthusiastically as I had for thirty long years to a life centred around alcohol, it takes considerable time to start resurfacing again with a clear mind. But now I am fi...