Megan's UN-Rock-Bottom Sober Blog

I am not a proponent of prohibition; I advocate free will and knowing the truth. Our children deserve to understand the facts about alcohol to make an educated decision whether or not they drink it when they are adults. I...

My love affair with alcohol transformed over the many years that I embraced it. What began as an innocent social lubricant morphed itself into a daily life crutch that hindered me from becoming the best version of myself. Overall, instead of helping...

"Just because my parents could drink every night and it never became a problem, I now wonder why they did it..."

"My brain gradually returned to its natural state before I started to artificially stimulate it with a drug. As a result, I began to recall what fun felt like before I began to outsource it to a bottle of wine...."

"Oh Common' it's just one chip! It's only one bite of cake, for God's sake! Aren't you going to have any bread? Oh please, it's just ONE drink…"

Why do I advocate for sobriety? Because I feel better now than when I drank alcohol. It’s really that simple. I talk about it because never in a million years, did I believe I would ever love being sober. That...

"You may ask yourself, “why can’t I just be normal?”

Dear  Tropicana  #TakeAMimoment, Wow. Your new TV commercial directly targeting vulnerable, stressed out, anxious parents during the pandemic is epic. I hope that it sells a ton of orange juice, so that you will responsibly donate the profits to Recovery...

“There is no way I can get thru the holidays without drinking!” “It’s so hard not to drink on the weekend, I can’t do it!” “I can’t go to a party and not drink.” “Tell me lies, tell me sweet...

4 years ago today, I woke up with another massive hangover. I used the stress and anxiety of a presidential election as an excuse to drink and stay up until 3am. I woke up feeling battered, depleted and small. Even...

The global health and wellness market is projected to reach $4.94 trillion in 2020. We are obsessed with feeling younger, looking younger and living our best life. Yet, as a culture we still consume alcohol at alarming rates. It doesn’t...

I would tell myself I was not going to drink all day then find myself taking off my work clothes and making a b-line to the fridge to drink wine. I remember pouring the glass at the same time asking...

It only took a few days into being alcohol-free for me to realize that everything in my entire life had seemed to slow down. I mean slow down so much that I thought I was going to DIE of boredom....

Alcohol slowly started to highjack the ability for me to enjoy my life. Me feeling happy, me feeling excited, me feeling gratitude, me feeling alive. Overall, it started to numb my senses and emotions. It was hard for me to...

I don’t have to wonder why I reached for alcohol for relief and started to medicate my anxiety with it. Now that I am sober, I can see it crystal clear. The culture that I live in handed it to...

The stigma is so excruciating, people would rather die in this country than be labeled an alcoholic. The stigma, not just the addiction, is killing people. When I started having a gut feeling that I was drinking too much and couldn’t stop,...

Contrary to popular belief, people do not go from being non-alcoholic to alcoholic overnight. It is a spectrum disorder. For some, the change happens rapidly; for most others it takes years to develop. The deceptive part of this condition is...

FOMO (Fear Of Missing Out). This was a very real feeling I had when I decided to stop drinking for good. At the time, I believed that I couldn’t have fun without alcohol. I believed that alcohol is what made a party...

Alcoholism: “Turn Around, Don’t Drown.” I was born and raised in Central Texas, where every year there is a threat of flash flooding. Flash flooding is the leading cause of weather-related deaths in Texas. As little as six inches of...

A strange behavior of alcohol addiction is hiding booze. I never hid bottles in the toilets and in every nook and cranny in my house, but there was no question I was on my way. While in the throes of...

 Awww yes, the 3am beat down. I thought I was suffering panic attacks. I told my friends I had insomnia. I told my husband I had nightmares. Nope. It was the alcohol I was feeding my body every night...