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MY BEST FRIEND’S WEDDING (By Katy S)
16/06/10 • 3 Comments

One of my oldest and dearest girlfriends got married at the long weekend. It was a truly beautiful wedding – full of romance, exceptional food, dancing and love. I had a fantastic time, SOBRIETY and all. I danced and jumped up and down like a crazy person. I recited a poem with gusto and enthusiasm. I cried and laughed. I made new friends and I chatted to old friends. And, suffice to say, I was pretty damn chuffed with myself. I got great satisfaction from NOT being one of the drunkest guests at the wedding. I got great satisfaction that I was NOT one of those people swaying at the end of the night. I was NOT encroaching on other people’s personal space. I was NOT spitting (or sitting) on anyone whilst talking too close to their face, cracking onto someone inappropriate, or dropping my drink on the dance-floor. If felt [...]

DR JEKYLL AND MR HYDE (By Katy S)
12/05/10 • 2 Comments

I’ve been wearing my sober hat for seven weeks now and I’m experiencing an internal battle. It goes a little something like this… *Dr Jekyll voice* – “Go on, just go out and get wasted. Be self destructive. Make shitty choices. Cry in the corner. Let your hair down. Call in sick on Monday. Bury your head in the sand. What do you think this is going to achieve? Go on. Why not? Just have drink, it’s a safe bet.” *Mr Hyde voice* – “Gee it feels good not drinking. Hello Sunday morning. Hello life! Wow, look what I have achieved already. I think I like the new me. Fuck, what do I do now? Fuck, what do I actually want to do now? Fuck, I don’t know. Maybe I should just get drunk.” And on it goes. Wouldn’t it be easy to slip back into old patterns? Yes, it would. [...]

GOODBYE ‘TERRIBLE TUESDAY’ (By Katy S)
03/05/10 • 3 Comments

I read somewhere about a psychological study which showed the most depressive time in the week is 11.45 am on Tuesday. I don’t quite know how they measured that. But it hit the nail on the head for me. I’m 26 y/o and I live in Melbourne. This is my first HSM post – so hello new friends. I’ve taken a 3 month HSM challenge because, for far too long, Tuesday’s have been rough in my world. Terrible backlashes from weekend boozing take hold on my psyche. I feel sad, find it impossible to concentrate at work and wonder what the hell I’m doing with my life. For much of the last 10 years, I have been partying hard on weekends. I had my first drink at backyard party when I was 15. It was like a magic cure for shyness – and I couldn’t get enough of it. Over [...]