I just completed the
two year mark on the wagon and will be rejoining for year three.
One of the changes that I noticed during the second year on the wagon was the lifestyle of sobriety is now firmly entrenched in my thinking and behavior. I do not waver at all in the face of alcohol, which was an issue I faced a little bit during my first year on the wagon. I realize now that taking only one year off alcohol is not really enough to deeply transform your habits and behaviors with alcohol, especially if you had been drinking hard for more than a decade. This additional year on the wagon has really helped cement the habit of being sober in social situations where alcohol is present.
I was thinking back to a period in my life many years ago when I was working in an office job in America. I remember this job because I was very much a functioning alcoholic during my employment there. I had a friend, who was a little bit older than me, who I worked with named Bill. We both loved booze and on our lunch breaks we would go out to my car, drive around, and get fucked up on vodka since vodka is mostly odorless and we could get away with drinking it at work. We choose my car because Bill lost his license after a felony drunk driving incident where he was doing circles at an intersection at the end of a police chase. Matter a fact, Bill had really fucked up his life in lots of ways with booze. He had done two stints in prison for felony drunk driving and for aggravated assault during a drunken fight. He had two children out of wedlock and always had lots of drama happening in his life. Bill was also a funny, gregarious guy who you could count on for a good time and a great drinking buddy.
One time Bill and I were talking over swigs of vodka in my car and he said to me. “You know Bacon, people think being an Alike is fucking easy. But their wrong, it’s fucking hard.”
I nodded as he was known for going on rants.
Bill continued, “I got fucking legal problems from drinking that have fucked my employment options for life. I wake up somedays in a world of pain most people cannot even imagine. My goddamn liver hurts at random times and some days I see blood in my shits.”
This kind of honesty about his drinking was rare from Bill and it threw me a bit off guard.
I remember taking a swig of vodka and jokingly saying, “Yea, but what can you do man. Quit drinking?”
Then I laughed and he laughed too.
Bill then grabbed the bottle from me, took a swig, and laughing replied, “Yea, haha. But we both know that will never happen. ”
Bill and I lost our jobs during a mass layoff during the great recession of 2008 and we went our separate ways eventually losing contact with one another when I left the USA. But recently I did my best to look him up and when I searched for him on google I found that he is currently serving a 10 month sentence for aggravated assault, which was no doubt a result of alcohol.
I bring up this story of my past because I think Bill shared a valuable nugget of wisdom that day. Specifically, that being an alcoholic is a hard, difficult time and not the fun, freewheeling life people might think it is.
Alcohol’s dominate and all-encompassing hold will eventually wear even the toughest man down. Years of alcohol affecting one’s mental and physical health, relationships, employment, financial well-being, and free time is a hard burden to carry.
Conversely, now that I am two years sober I am finding life to be very easy. Whether it was the difficulty of waking up most morning, never maintaining an exercise regime, or being broke from partying, now those are problems of the past. As my wagon moves to year three I feel blessed with the continued ease that living an alcohol free life has become.