DREAM BIG
Dear Sober Queens, This morning was one of those black coffee kind of days. A slow sluggish start for me with little sleep but here I am and to me, it's a B.F.D. kind of day. B.F.D. Every day sober and empowered is a B.F.D. Whichever way you write or say B.F.D., PLEASE KNOW the moment you truly surrender into your power of not drinking is a BIG f*cking deal. BIG f*cking deal. BIG fecking deal. BIG freakin' deal. Waiting. We seem to spend our lives waiting for the right moment to deal with things that need our full attention. We wait for the kettle to boil, the burger to be flipped, the oven to heat up, the house to warm-up, the house to cool down, seeking the ‘right’ moment to have that difficult conversation or deal with that issue that is lurking, we wait and sadly we so often wait too long... Today is a B.F.D. kind of day. A BIG f*cking deal. BIG fecking deal. BIG freakin' deal. Every day sober and empowered is a B.F.D. Back in the wine years, I thought, - It’s Wednesday - the sun is shining, today is NOT the day to deal with my hazardous kitchen drinking. It’s Tuesday, there is traffic, and today is NOT the day to deal with my hazardous kitchen drinking. It’s Thursday, it’s been a hell of a day, today is NOT the day to deal with my hazardous kitchen drinking.
And it goes on. And on. Another day lost, another week lost, another year sacrificed waiting for the right moment to stop drinking when deep inside, we know we have to end the madness yet unsure as to when exactly to end it… Today is a B.F.D. kind of day. A BIG f*cking deal. BIG fecking deal. BIG freakin' deal. Every day sober and empowered is a B.F.D. Alicia at Soberish describes her drinking days as “I used to be made of glass. It didn’t take much to make me shatter into bits. And when that happened, I wanted to drink and smoke. To not feel anything, and be comforted by my “friends”.There were no “brushing” things off my shoulder. I just let them pile on and tried to make a martyr of myself by carrying them around. I couldn’t handle anything. Not criticism, a remotely bad day, an unreturned call or message – nothing. Looking back, I wonder if on some level I let myself be fragile because it made for an excellent excuse to drink.” Being sober is a B.F.D. kind of day. B.F.D. BIG f*cking deal. BIG fecking deal. BIG freakin' deal. Every day sober and empowered is a B.F.D. Every single morning that I awake and DO NOT live in that noisy place of early morning guilt and self-recrimination, it is a B.F.D. and I know that within minutes of waking. Tired? Yes. Feeling good? No, a little ropey to be honest but I have no hangover and I am a sober powerhouse so it is a B.F.D. Never forget that.
HOLA SOBER | MADRID
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