Dry January: I gave up alcohol for a month: how it changed my life Life



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And who does not know those Saturday or Sunday mornings when you wake up after yesterday’s outing with your friends, you just want to roll up in a blanket and sleep until spring like bears? Funeral weekends due to cocktails still decomposing in the body is probably not new to anyone.

Like one day in bed in front of the television, pumping plenty of water and eating the unhealthy food you ask for at home, so demanded by the exhausted body. Drinking soda with friends during the same outing avoids morning self-lash, embarrassment, and mountains of excitement. Not only that, there is plenty of time to do something interesting.

During quarantine, I used “saved” days productively for things I can’t do on weekdays or at night and I’m too tired to do anything. It may seem like a trifle, but every weekend of the month I would wake up early in the morning with a lot of energy and go to bed in the afternoons with a smile and a sense of pride.

Every time I decide not to drink alcohol for a while, a question arises: why? Am I abusing an intoxicating drink and trying to control the situation? Or maybe I decided to be a teetotaler? I’m taking antibiotics? Maybe I’m trying to get pregnant or have I already gotten pregnant?

The options for quitting alcohol are plentiful, but I’d suggest trying to stay sober for a month or more for everyone. Not only because of the challenge of “being able” to myself, but also because of the ability to control my body and grasp how alcohol affects it.



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