Don’t fret about that reflection in the mirror, or that roll over your jeans;
Those feeling of being out of control, and anything but strong will not be in your future by any means.
These will all be but memories in two years time...
You will have given up the bubbles, the spirits and the wine;
You will have ditched the bad diet and shed those unnecessary pounds.
Your spots will have faded, your skin will glow.
Your eyes will sparkle, your hair will have grown, and have a super shine.
You will be able to afford to have your nails done all of the time.
You will have purpose, you will have drive, all the qualities you had once upon a time;
And the confidence to dream and reach for more.
The hazy nights replaced with cosy nights in,
You’ll be planning a future filled with travel and ambition with him.
He is your Elvis, your rock and now fiancé.
Together you are alcohol free;
As fit, happy and healthy as can be.
This week, we celebrated 2 years of being sober. It's not that we had a 'problem' (okay, perhaps I did a little bit, maybe, ish), but we made the choice from a health point of view following a particularly heavy night. Sitting on the sofa feeling hellish, we were wondering why we had done this to ourselves. Was the nausea, headache and general feeling of death really worth it? No, of course it wasn't/ 2 years on, we're healthier than ever. Fitter than ever. Stronger than ever. Happier than ever.
Oh, and I'm now a much nicer person, who doesn't have the tendency to have a personality switch with the devil.
Here's to another two! And the next, and the next, and the next!