Many of you have shared your personal stories of the pain of living with an alcoholic in your life in the comments below.
I encourage you to share what you want, and read through what people have said as well.
You can tell them, “I’ve been in six rehabs, four psych wards, and I’ve been arrested for assault.” And, they’re like, “Of course you have.” The downside is that they, too, are often a ticking time bomb.
Natasha, an ex-pat who's been on the wagon for 10 years agrees.
That’s one of the main upsides to dating somebody who’s also sober.
My January is dry, I’m doing a Dryathalon, I am spending 31 days, entirely sober and capable of operating heavy machinery.
Even for a committed, drinker like myself, Dry January is proving very easy for three reasons: I have no money, I’m getting a bit fat, and I have an awful lot of work to do.
The whites of my eyes have never been whiter, I spring out of bed as soon as my alarm goes off each morning, and I can practically feel my liver sighing with relief.
Yep, like a quarter of my fellow Britons (according to one report) I’ve given up booze for January.