Hello, everyone,
Before I get to today’s newsletter, I want to remind you that the Exploring Sobriety collection is now available on Amazon. It collects 50 of my earliest essays about sobriety, which I think are especially helpful for anyone who recently quit drinking. It’s available free through Kindle Unlimited or as a $4.99 ebook.
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Now, for today’s newsletter, I’d like to share how my addiction to alcohol shrank my world (and probably yours too).
The World of an Alcoholic
I’ve always hated the term “high-functioning alcoholic” because I don’t believe there really is such a thing. Even if an addict manages to function well within some domains of their life, their addiction is surely disruptive in other ways.
In my case, I managed to remain successful in school and work throughout years of heavy drinking, and so I had myself convinced that I was “high-functioning.” In reality, my addiction was completely cutting me off from the outside world.
When I was a drinker, I drank every night. Sometimes I’d try to cut down or quit drinking entirely, but it was a struggle for me to make it even twenty-four hours without getting drunk.
I could manage to get through the mornings and afternoons sober, which is what allowed me to excel academically and do well at work, but I couldn’t carry that through to the end of the day. Before going to sleep each night, I felt like I needed to get drunk.
When we talk about addictions controlling our lives, it’s easy to get lost in flowery language and metaphor. However, my alcoholism controlled my life in a very basic, practical way: I had to schedule every evening around my drinking.
Most nights, that meant staying in my apartment. If I had a potential event and I didn’t really need to be there, I’d skip it. It was too much of a hassle to go out when I knew I’d need to return home in time to get drunk.
When there was an event that I truly needed to go to, I’d go, but even then, I’d plan for an early exit. I was always watching the clock, calculating whether I’d have enough time to get home and get drunk before I needed to go to bed.
In this manner, day to day and night to night, alcohol kept me from going out and having fun. I was living in Chicago during my worst drinking years. It’s a fun and vibrant city, but with each year I experienced less and less of it.
My addiction shrank my life in many ways: It cut me off from opportunities, from friends, and from growing as a person. But it shrank my world in a very literal way too. My sphere of movement was reduced to the point at which I barely left my apartment.
Sadly, it wasn’t just my day-to-day life that was affected. Alcohol also got in the way of traveling on vacations. For several years in a row, I didn’t even leave the city of Chicago. It’s hard to imagine now, but I spent those entire years never going more than a few miles from my house. Even a trip to Roger’s Park, a neighborhood on the edge of the city, felt like an over-complicated ordeal that wasn’t worth the effort.
While alcohol certainly got in the way of going to a friend’s house at night, it was all the more disruptive when it came to major travel.
After all, how could I possibly enjoy a trip when I couldn’t go twenty-four hours without getting drunk? Instead of being fun, travel felt like a nightmare, because I knew I’d have to schedule it all around my drinking habit.
To add to this, even if I had wanted to travel, I wouldn’t have been able to afford it. I was spending all of my spare cash on booze and cigarettes.
Opening Up My World
My world has opened up since getting sober. It didn’t happen right away, but after I quit drinking, I gradually broke out of the self-imposed cage that I had been living in for a decade.
Instead of spending night after night in my apartment, I started to go out and have fun. I made new friends, found new hobbies, and began to explore the world again.
I started to travel more too. It became much easier to take trips when I didn’t have to plan them around alcohol. And, the massive amount of money that I saved from getting sober has helped to make traveling feel far more affordable.
If you’re a regular reader of my newsletter, you also might remember that I even ended up moving abroad a couple of years ago. A move like this would absolutely never have been possible during my drinking years. I wouldn’t have had the energy or courage to make a leap like this. (And even if I had moved abroad, I would have been too busy getting drunk every night to enjoy it.)
I’ve been to more places in the past year than in a decade of drinking. I’ve done more interesting things and met more interesting people.
It boils down to this: Alcohol closes us off from the world. Sobriety allows us to reconnect.