How Keeping A Promise To Myself Changed My Life

And taking responsibility for my life.

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A friend asked me the other day why I decided to get sober. I have recently had many friends, acquaintances, and random people ask me similar questions.

Mostly about my life choices, I am always open to questions as I do not live the most conventional life.

Each question can always have a specific answer, which I will go more into detail in other articles, yet they all have one under-lining factor. I was sick of myself.

I was so sick of complaining about hating my job.

I was sick of being hungover.

I was sick of telling myself I would change and never change.

I was sick to death of myself.

If you can’t keep a promise to yourself, why should anyone ever trust you?

I just woke up one day, and I didn’t want to be in my skin. I knew that something had to give.

I felt this in 2018 when I left my old life. I felt it again in 2020 when I woke up with my last hangover.

I was letting something else besides me control my life. I kept saying I would quit and did for a little bit, then break the promise to myself.

I hate breaking…