It started with a thud — literally. A friend’s 40th, too many refills, a cigarette outside, and a fall that ended with blood on the pavement and bruises across my face. The next morning, my five-year-old daughter looked at me with wide eyes....
I thought a life without booze would be boring. I thought I’d never have fun again. For nearly three decades, my entire identity was wrapped up in being Sarah the Party Girl. The one who was always up for a glass (or three). The one who could......
Six years. Sometimes I still can’t quite believe it. What I know for sure is that quitting alcohol is a journey like no other. It takes you to the depths of who you really are, the good, the bad, and yes, the slightly messy bits too.
f you ask me why I quit drinking, the biggest reason is simple: My daughter. Research shows that daughters of mothers with Alcohol Use Disorder (defined as drinking more than 10 units a week - about six glasses of wine) are far more likely to......
As I sit here reflecting on the past year, I can hardly believe it: I’m officially one year alcohol free. If you had told me this time last year that I’d spend an entire 366 days (2024 was a leap year!) without a single sip of wine, champagne...
Picture this: a 15-year-old me, grimacing as I sipped my first alcoholic drink. I hated it. But like a trooper (or a fool, depending on your perspective), I persevered. After all, isn't that what we're supposed to do? Acquire a taste for something...
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