Social Media and Sobriety; Simultaneously Awkward and Awesome

I’m fond of saying “I like writing stories, presumably for people to read”, but I do another sort of writing as well. I write in my journal, a lot. My journal helps organize my stream of consciousness, which is usually ridiculous, often overwhelming, and always confusing. My thoughts, and therefore my journal take on a common theme, sobriety, mostly how I can keep my mind clear of thoughts that inhibit sobriety. Unlike my outdoor stories, my journal entries are not written presumably for other people to read, but occasionally an entry may find its way into an outdoor story, and rarely, around once a year, I share an entry about my sobriety.
I’m always unsure about doing this. Contrary to popular practice, sharing something personal on social media isn’t always a great idea. In most cases, my posts regarding sobriety have been well received. A few times, now my favorite interactions, people struggling have reached out to me. I get the privilege of sharing my story, and the things I’ve learned with someone on a special level. A couple of those people have stayed in touch and are actually sober today.
So I’m writing this from Joshua Tree National Park, exactly 2.5 years sober. I try to do something memorable on milestones. I admit I usually celebrate birthdays every six months rather than the traditional annual. I know how hard it was for me to get here, and for now, anyways, every six months is worth noting.
~ Journal Entry from 1 Year Sober
I wasn’t sure about posting this, I was nervous about it actually.
Today marks 1 year sober.
That’s the honest truth, I have not always been honest about my sobriety. This almost doesn’t seem real, I am still amazed I’m actually staying sober. Often, I wake up and have to think hard to convince myself that I’ve stayed sober. That I haven’t slipped or hidden a drink, that I am not lying again, that this was real. Sharing this with the world feels strange, it is hyper-personal, but at the same time a huge accomplishment. I want everyone to know.
I think of sobriety as a trail, A wild insane trail. I experienced a class five bushwack searching for the trailhead. That alone took years, only to find that more than once, I was lost and had to backtrack. In the end, I found I didn’t have to blaze my own trail. A group of people have already made one, and they devoted their lives to creating a map. Once I asked for directions, every day a well-worn path through the underbrush appeared. Now that path has led above trees to a ridge, I can see the route ahead of me. Just because I’m on the ridge doesn’t mean smooth sailing. After all, on a ridge, I’m more exposed to storms.
Getting here has been my greatest accomplishment. I have a lot to be grateful for, thanks for all the help along the way. Today my heart is full
~ Journal Entry from 2 Years Sober
This weekend marks 2 years sober for me. I spent it in the wilderness, dirty and exhausted. Exactly the way I’m supposed to be.
These milestones are important times to reflect on, but also wonderful days to look forward to. To create motivation for things to come, endless opportunities that have shown themselves in my new life.
I have chosen a new mantra for the upcoming year, taken from an adventure tale: “If I live until tomorrow, I am going to live my biggest dreams”
— Jean Muenchrath
I have been blessed with this chance to reinvent my life’s trajectory, I can live my biggest dreams, experience everything. Big things, small things, all things, it’s all possible. This new energy wouldn’t be possible without the pull of alcohol being removed. While I still have some desire to drink, it’s mild. More of a thought or a want, rather than a craving or a need.
I explain it like this:
I used to wake up with a very real feeling that I didn’t want to drink, but I knew that I was going to. Now I wake up occasionally wanting to drink but I know that I won’t.
Drinking is simply something I don’t do anymore.
It’s been a wild ride, thanks to everyone that rode along with me!
