Dry January?

Alright y’all. I didn’t know that “Dry January” was a thing until a few days ago. I had unknowingly participated. Let me tell you about it…..

Today marks a month of no alcohol for me. My decision to stop drinking didn’t stem (wine…you see what I did there) from a “problem” per se. At least I didn’t think so at first. Just like everyone else, my personality would change when I would drink. But I was in denial. I didn’t want to hear that I was aggressive and inflammatory. Those aren’t exactly personality traits anyone would want to posses. Well, maybe some of y’all but no judgement!

When I would drink, I would wake up the next day with a tremendous feeling of guilt. It was like my soul was wired to reject alcohol. Even if I didn’t do anything worthy of that feeling, it happened nonetheless. This next statement might sound contradictory, but a lot of times I would forget things I said. I was a binge-drinker. I couldn’t enjoy just a drink or two. It was always shot after shot, usually Fireball or Jameson, followed by PBR or Miller Lite. No apologies. I’m a redneck deep down!

Drinking would always cause my emotions to go to the extreme. If I was happy, I was giddy. If I was sad, I was sobbing. If I was angry, I was aggressive. Insecure? Yes, you guessed it. It was terrible. I was terrible. So I decided to do some soul-searching. It was time to lay my relationship with alcohol to rest.

I’m happy to report, that it’s only been a positive outcome from it. No more feelings of guilt. I’ve saved money. Lost weight. My skin is clear and glowing. I’m just happier in general. However, one thing I wasn’t prepared for was having to face my emotions dead-on, without a crutch or something to mask them. That has been the hardest part. January has been one of the most challenging months of my life, mentally. Doing a competition prep, fresh off a breakup, school…it has been overwhelming at times. But now I’m in control of me. I’ve had to do a lot of deep breathing and most of the time it doesn’t work but I’m trying! Growth in 2019. That’s my goal. Like Cher said in Clueless “I needed a makeover…but this time I would makeover my soul.”

Am I saying I won’t ever have a beer again? No. Let’s be real. Braves. Beer. Some things just belong together. But now, I’ve learned what works for me and what doesn’t. Being the drunken messy girl is not something I ever want to be again.

And to the person that forced me to see this reality, thank you. Hard truth isn’t something I’ve always been good at accepting, but thank you for loving me enough to hurt my feelings.

XOXO

Me? Aggressive?

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My husband called me aggressive yesterday.

Me? Aggressive?!

Then I started thinking about it, and really let it sink in. We were talking about nutrition. Anyone who knows me, knows I can’t have a conversation with someone without mentioning some type of health talk. I can’t help it. It’s just in me. I guess I just assume that everyone around me wants to be healthy too. When I say healthy, I don’t mean skinny. I mean no diabetes, cancer, auto-immune disorders, hormonal problems, etc. You know, in good health!!

I personally do NOT want to be another statistic. Nor my husband or children. Therefore, I do a lot of reading. A lot.

That being said, I’m going to do a short series called “This is why…” I’m going to back up everything I talk about with science.

Psh. Aggressive. Yeah right. More like passionate!! 😉 When someone tells me they want to lose weight, eat better, whatever, I naturally share what I know. I don’t know everything, nor am I claiming to, but if I don’t know about something, I find out!! I search far and wide if necessary. Things I will be discussing are MSG, artificial sweeteners, nitrates, organic produce, organic milk, high fructose corn syrup, etc. I’m going to tell you why I don’t include (the bad ones) in my diet, why you should cut them out of yours and the damaging effects some of these things have on your body.

Now you’ll know where I’m coming from when I’m being aggressive.