happy sober october?

or something like that, i think

I know I’ve said this here before, but I suppose it bears repeating: I have a really hard time with “sober curious” as a concept, but that is purely envy. I myself want to be sober curious. I wish it was a choice for me, to be able to dabble in drinking, take or leave alcohol. But it’s just not. And resentment gets me absolutely nowhere, so it’s time for me to shift and reframe my thinking.

I was reminded of this because today launches “Sober October,” which I didn’t know was a thing until a few weeks ago, I think, and I acknowledge it as slightly gimmicky, as a sales pitch, an advertising scheme, how many months can we make rhyme with anything to do with drinking or not drinking. And I wish that I was just someone who could say “hmm, maybe I’ll try that, I wonder how I would feel?”

But I’m not. And that is how it’s all shaken out, and the faster I accept it as truth the better off I’ll be.