Drinking was one of my favourite pastimes for years. It was one of the things that I enjoyed the most. That was until I realized the other aspect of drinking. There was a time when I never thought about the effects of drinking. It’s funny how I feel that it was one of the most interesting times of my life. But, the fact is that it was the time of my life when I was destroying myself physically, emotionally and financially.
Let me tell you exactly how I happened to become a quitter. For that let me tell you how I got started in the first place.
I was sixteen when I had my first encounter with alcohol. It was a birthday party of a classmate. There were friends and there were games and there was music. There was also a group which was busy with their own sources of entertainment. On approaching this group, I came to know what they were engrossed with. They were drinking what they called the best fruity white wine. That was the first time I took a sip of alcohol.
Drinking like a fish
Fast-forward ten years… I was a kind of drinker who could win drinking challenges. I used to go to parties every other weekend and what happened there is something that I am not very comfortable telling you. There was no limit to my drinking spree and there was nothing that could stop me. I was still surviving on my parents’ money. I was happy with life.
The turning point
While things were going well, there was just one thing that I was worried about. My parents could stop funding me soon. They had threatened me that they would do so if I didn’t stop drinking. I would spend my days in my apartment and drink and have fun. I bought some of the best fruity white wine. I was worried about how I could afford it as I had no job or money to support myself.
That was also the time when I had a major heart attack. I was only 27. There was no way I could die. But this heart attack got the shit out of me. I was no longer worried about not being able to drink. All I could think of at that moment was that I had to live. I didn’t want to die. Nobody does.
It took me one heart attack and two and a half years of counselling sessions to get over alcohol. Not everyone is lucky enough to get that second chance. I was glad to be able to live a normal life after that.
It is a pleasant day here in the UK as I write this blog post. There are people around me in this small cafe. I am happy to share this story with you and I hope that you find it useful someway. Just remember that it is never too late to quit drinking. Start today and you will discover a whole new world out there.
Thanks for your time and patience. Wish you a great life!