I have been contemplating this for literally over a year, but I haven't had the heart.
On the 4th of July I met a super sexy, fit girl at a Jersey Shore beach bar while she was in line for the bathroom. I wasn't wasted but I had about 4 beers in the system and had a nice buzz going. We exchanged numbers, and made plans to meet up at another club in the area later that night. She showed up looking stunning - big fake tits propped up all nice in a slutty american flag tank top, flawless skin, and perfect muscle tone. She looked 21, but she had a confidence about her that really young girls aren't capable of having, so I figured she was at least 24.
The party was dead by the time we got to the club, so we grabbed a couple stools at the bar and I asked her what she wanted to drink. She said she already had been drinking plenty earlier in the day, and didn't want anything. Not even a water. Weird...I didn't want to drink alone so I just ordered water.
She told me that she was an exotic dancer in Atlantic City. We had a fun conversation, plenty of touching, teasing, ball busting, and cursing. I asked her agian, "are you sure you don't a beer or...anything?"
This time she told me the truth: she quit drinking years ago because her doctor told her it could be lethal due to a heart issue she was having.
She was 29 - older than me!
Wow. I thought about how this girl can get on stage in nothing but a G-String all night in front of dozens of rude, horny guys eye-fucking the shit out of her, flirt with them, crack jokes, and work them for their money. All while completely sober.
THAT is badass.
My confidence has come a long way. I went from being scared of anything with a vagina to teaching myself game and giving myself the ability to get laid somewhat frequently on nights out solo. I've done stand-up comedy, completely bombed, and made it our alive. But you'd best believe booze was holding my hand every step of the way. I needed it. This girl standing in front of me is in the spotlight every night, asking strangers for donations while prancing around as vulnerable as a person can be. But I need Miller Lite so I don't feel "awkward" while standing in a crowded bar where no one even knows (or cares) I'm there.
I don't want to substitute a lack of confidence with 10 glasses of poision. I want to earn that fucking confidence, which I know will give me the power to become rich, get in amazing shape, date top tier women, associate with great men, and spend my time doing the shit that I truly want to do. Let's not even get into the thousands of dollars I'll save every year on booze and booze related expenses.
I had a few drinks when I went out on Thursday night, even though I made a promise to myself earlier that I would only drink water. I also did a couple bumps of coke, flirted with some average girls, stayed out way too late, ate a bag of Cooler Ranch Doritos, and masturbated at 3am. I was practically asleep at work and skipped my workout. Again.
No more. I just made it through my first weekend in probably a couple of years without drinking a drop of alcohol. I'm ready to do this.
Sign me up as of July 7th, 2016.