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In this episode of 420 Reasons Why I Quit Drinking Alcohol, I share a moment that started with the best of intentions—a weekend date out of town—and took a sharp left turn thanks to alcohol, impulse, and an old flame.
My date had to duck out for a bit to attend his kid’s soccer game, and instead of tagging along or giving him space respectfully, I took a detour—right into an unexpected reunion with an old friend I’d once crushed on. One drink turned into too many, and suddenly I wasn’t just catching up—I was deep in the party, ignoring the person I was actually there to see.
I never made it back to reconnect with my date that night.
The next morning? Embarrassed, hungover, and full of regret. I had to lie, grovel, and basically beg my way back to his house to retrieve my car—and my dignity.
This episode reminds me how often I let alcohol make the decisions for me—pulling me off track from what I said I wanted. It was like I was constantly chasing the next thrill, while quietly blowing up the bridges I was trying to build.
When you drink, priorities shift, boundaries blur, and before you know it, you're standing in the wreckage of yet another “almost” moment—apologizing for a version of yourself that doesn’t line up with who you really want to be.
So here’s the message:
Alcohol is a detour dressed as a good time. If you find yourself constantly veering off course, ask yourself: Is this really me—or just the version of me that shows up when I’m drinking?
You don’t have to keep eating crow. You can choose a path that aligns with your values—and that starts with clarity.
Reflection & Message:
In this episode of 420 Reasons Why I Quit Drinking Alcohol, I share a moment that started with the best of intentions—a weekend date out of town—and took a sharp left turn thanks to alcohol, impulse, and an old flame.
My date had to duck out for a bit to attend his kid’s soccer game, and instead of tagging along or giving him space respectfully, I took a detour—right into an unexpected reunion with an old friend I’d once crushed on. One drink turned into too many, and suddenly I wasn’t just catching up—I was deep in the party, ignoring the person I was actually there to see.
I never made it back to reconnect with my date that night.
The next morning? Embarrassed, hungover, and full of regret. I had to lie, grovel, and basically beg my way back to his house to retrieve my car—and my dignity.
This episode reminds me how often I let alcohol make the decisions for me—pulling me off track from what I said I wanted. It was like I was constantly chasing the next thrill, while quietly blowing up the bridges I was trying to build.
When you drink, priorities shift, boundaries blur, and before you know it, you're standing in the wreckage of yet another “almost” moment—apologizing for a version of yourself that doesn’t line up with who you really want to be.
So here’s the message:
Alcohol is a detour dressed as a good time. If you find yourself constantly veering off course, ask yourself: Is this really me—or just the version of me that shows up when I’m drinking?
You don’t have to keep eating crow. You can choose a path that aligns with your values—and that starts with clarity.
Reflection & Message: