What led me to stop drinking alcohol

The last time I drank was almost my last night in life.

Since it’s been almost six months since I quit drinking, I’m more comfortable sharing my last night of drinking. It was something that I was ashamed of because it was also the lowest point in my life. When I started going sober though, I swore I would be more vulnerable and it felt like the right time to get my story out.

When you think about what brought you to a certain point in life, you realize it wasn’t one big thing, it was a lot of little things. And sometimes, those little things just need one medium-sized catalyst to put you over the edge.

About a month or so before my last night of drinking, I wanted to start going to therapy. I had kept a lot of trauma deep in my heart and I finally wanted to work through it. I wanted to be better. It was hard to admit I needed to talk to a professional about my past because I truly believed I could get better on my own. So there I was, taking a bath, something I didn’t do that often. For some reason, I had started doing it more since I started feeling like I was never getting out of this depressed state. Sometimes I would pop out of the bath to drink a double shot of vodka, then I’d sit right back in the water. I didn’t care that I was naked sitting in lukewarm water. I didn’t care about anything at all anymore. I was lonely and…