As many of you know from reading my previous blogs, I have had an issue with binge drinking. Some may say I have had a drinking problem, I would agree.
I wanted to share my recent story, which involves my path to stopping, or at least drastically cutting down.
On the 19th of September, I took a leap of faith on my search to release myself for the ties of alcohol abuse. I decided to take myself to see a hypnotist. As I walked in a little sceptical and unsure if the powers of persuasion would be able to crack through my sturdy walls of addiction, I sat down, ready to try to open up for change. Leaving the session, I felt waves of emotion, emotions I didn’t even know existed.
I question why I was feeling so emotional. Was I sad because i officially started my path to a better me? Was I crying because I just gave a part of myself away? Was I anxious beasue now I have to face the world without the crutch of alcohol? Was I feeling shameful at the thought of all the alcohol I had drunk? Was I embarrassed at how young I was when I started?
Yes, yes to everything.
Two weeks later I had my follow up visit, the first question asked was “Mia, have you had anything to drink?”.
I confidently answered no.
For someone who has battled with binge drinking for over 15 years, I could not believe the words that had escaped my mouth. Generally, after a week to two weeks, I was dialling any willing participant to come along and partake in my drinking charades. However, since the first hypnotic session, I haven’t even wanted a drink. Actually, to put it frankly, when I think of sipping anything that contains alcohol, I’m rather turned off at the idea.
My real test was a week and a half ago when my housemate came home from her business trip. She is a wineo, and we have spent many nights sipping our lives away. This time around, when she offered me a glass of wine, I said no. I expressed my new life choices and how I needed to step away from alcohol and how I had been to a hypnotist to help assist me in my decision. Surprised and entirely shocked by this choice and new will power of mine, my friend questioned my experience. I explained how the sessions work, how she made tap into my past experiences and acknowledge where the drinking all started. I shared that I was not (and still not) feeling like I want to drink.
Impressed and ready to make changes herself, she is now about to embark on the same quest. Her goal, quitting booze and cigarettes.
My leaps of faith really was a chance worth taking. The two sessions were expensive; however, when I way it up with the money I’m saving from not buying bottles of whiskey all the time, I’m saving in the long run. Plus the added benefit of not waking up so hungover that it takes me early a full week to recover is helping me focus on my studies.
The other benefits I have been discovering are more energy, more focused and generally feeling more positive.
I’m 1 month sober and not even sorry!!
My only apology this time around is that I did not do it sooner.