I’ve been sober since the end of 2016, but I made a lot of failed attempts to quit drinking before learning to stick with it.
There was one particularly embarrassing ill-fated attempt from sometime in my early- or mid-twenties. (It’s been so long that I can’t remember the exact year.)
I was working in a warehouse back then — a pretty standard Monday-to-Friday, nine-to-five job. Since I was always so busy during the week, I thought the weekend would be the perfect time to quit drinking.
I left work one Friday and — against all odds — didn’t stop at the liquor store on the way home. I made it through that entire night sober and was feeling great about it the next day.