The word sober…
Yes the word sober is an odd one indeed. It is the opposite of many things – it’s the opposite of very very drunk and passed out. It’s the opposite of ramping up with wine and getting merrier and merrier …. it’s the opposite of tipsy and so on and so forth …
but it’s NOT the opposite of fun, hilarity, laughing, dancing and general party-ness …. it’s all those without the additional ingredient of the mind altering hydrocarbon that we call booze.
The temptation to think I’ll just have a couple of glasses tonight… (it’s Christmas… my mom in law is here… my kids are home … whatever) …the temptation hovers gently in the background … it’s nowhere near as bothersome as I thought it would be.
I know I could. Genuinely know I could have a couple of wines … gins or whatever … but then – for me – I’m cracking the door open … it is a substance that makes my brain scramble. I just do not trust my brain mixed with booze. The upsides are brilliant. Fun, inclusiveness, camaraderie etc but the downsides are not brilliant. A chattering voice in my head… a sense of self dislike, a loss of clarity and a loss of connection … too many losses to make it worthwhile.
So I’m not including the substance in my head this Christmas… all around me may do as they wish 😂 and I’m sure they will … I’ll be sober and have fun, laugh, dance, and hilaritise my Christmas without the addition thereof!
Sober does not equal dull. What’s dull is hitching a lift home at 2am and waking up with a stonking hangover. And cringing over things said and done… that’s dull ….
MERRY CHRISTMAS run up to you 🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟