Ever since I was a student I’ve been slowly cutting down on drinking. Cutting because I can recognise adverse effects, but slowly because I’m not quite willing to stop the social lubrication.
This fall has given me a lot to think about though. As usual I’ve been frustrated and depressed as the sunlight has left Sweden, this happens every fall, but this year I’ve also noticed that alcohol is making all the negatives worse.
I’m tired, and a few drinks with friends will make me more tired in a couple of days following (yes days, plural, come back and scoff when you’re closer to 40).
I’m frustrated because my energy is low, and having a drink will make me more easily frustrated.
Still not quite ready to give alcohol up completely. But planning to limit myself at 2-3 drinks per week seems ever more exciting.
- Next: Minding my zen