Last week I faced several days of full on alcohol temptation… a work conference out of town. Since quitting drinking in January, this was the first time in a loooong time that I got mildly panicky about being in an environment I’d typically imbibe.
Work conferences have loads of free booze, trade stalls, food and people away from their families, keen for a good time. I don’t mean that in a dodgy way, I simply mean they want to drink, go out for dinner and stay out late as they can’t always do that if there are family commitments. And fair enough. ‘Come on, come for a drink!’ is the standard line and is expected at the end of each conference day.
It was my first overseas conference since quitting in January. I was surprised how this environment still triggered feelings of old drinking habits and feelings. Even the passage of time didn’t stop it (I naievy thought it would).
Rather than giving in and getting plastered, my friend and I simply headed off for a walk then turned in early.
So much better being alcoholfree. Not always easy but so well worth it.
Hugs xoxo 💙🦋🌎🌴