I often get asked why I decided to quit alcohol, and this is often followed by a comment like “well, you must not be much fun”. I like to challenge that question by saying “I now get to have fun with my friends. I get to remember my night. I get to play with my baby boy the next day and go for a run because I feel fresh. What’s not to love!?”

You see, I used to drink to get drunk. I didn’t drink because I loved the taste - in fact I loathed the taste. I drank to escape life; essentially to run away.

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