How many times have you known you needed to make a change but kept putting it off?
For years, I knew my relationship with alcohol needed to change. I enjoyed bourbon, the social experiences, and especially the rituals that became part of my daily routine. But there were warning signs I couldn't ignore forever.
On October 28, 2024, after an evening celebrating my son's birthday, I finally made a decision I'd been postponing for years.
This isn't a celebration of two years without drinking. It's not a story about conquering demons, and it's certainly not advice on how someone else should approach alcohol.
It's a personal reflection on habits, identity, responsibility, and the difficult space between knowing we need to change and actually doing something about it.
Because the question I'm still wrestling with isn't whether I made the right decision.
It's why I waited so long to make it.
Be Safe Out There!
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