How alcohol acts like quicksand in your life
I don’t know if there’s any research on what day of the week you’re most likely to lose your sobriety, but I have a pretty good guess.
For myself, anyway, any long sober streak I’ve managed to put together typically comes to an end on a Friday night.
You know all the tired tricks your brain will come up with to drink (that you will nonetheless fall for): You’re tired from the week, you just want to “relax”, what’s the big deal — it’s just one night, etc.
The problem with the “it’s just one drink” or “it’s just one night” slip-ups is that alcohol is a sneaky bugger that acts like quicksand in your life.
You dip a toe in on a Friday night and all of a sudden you’re being pulled under.
Trap night
I started the long process of trying to quit alcohol back in 2019 and had varying degrees of success.
My longest streak was a few months, which came to an abrupt end when the COVID-19 pandemic turned the world upside down and I was confined to my home.
I did have other decent patches of 2–3 weeks here and there, but they inevitably came to an end — usually on a Friday night.
During those quitting attempts, I was actually tracking my behaviour with an app called Today.
This gave me some great motivation and encouragement when I was having success, and it also gave me some valuable intel about where and when I was slipping up.
You can guess by this point where I was slipping up.
Here’s a screen cap from that app (I’ve since moved on to a different one). Green means I was successful that day, white means I was not.

After getting on a pretty good run, the alcohol quicksand made its move.
“You’re doing so great, you feel so much better. Don’t you deserve to relax on a Friday night? It’s the end of the week! What’s the big deal?!”
You can see it was just a couple Fridays to start.
Then it was a Saturday night (I assume I was busy Friday), and then … oopsie. It’s a Friday and a Saturday. The quicksand is pulling me in.
Well, you can guess what happened next:

Everything falls apart, and it all started with one Friday night the previous month.
You can see how I quickly returned to my cycle of not being able to go more than a couple days without drinking because the psychological withdrawals (Day 2 is always the worst for me when trying to quit).
“Just a couple drinks on Friday to relax at the end of a busy week. What’s the big deal?”
“Ah, it’s Saturday, the weekend is supposed to be fun! Just a few drinks won’t hurt!”
“I’ve already drank a couple days in a row, what’s a Sunday night without a few more? I’ll get back on the horse Monday. Monday is a fresh start.”
“What a tough Monday, work was crazy, I need a drink.”
Don’t mess with quicksand
If you’re the kind of drinker I am — and I imagine you are if you’re reading this piece — the only real solution is to not set foot near the quicksand.
Perhaps your night is Sunday night football, or mid-week stress reduction Wednesday, or Friday like me.
Whatever it is, know it’s a trap.
As good as you’re feeling now, alcohol is always waiting to drag you back into its clutches.
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