My family and I just went on this amazing once-in-a-lifetime trip to Jamaica and I had an absolute blast. Except that I decided it was also an alcohol sobriety vacation too. Big fucking mistake. By day 4 I had to stop. It was so overboard I fogged up and I actually slept on the beach. In public. Let that sink in. Sleeping. In public.

When I woke up that afternoon the decision was made. No more booze. At least it was Jamaica so I could get what I need even if “one love” doesn’t exaclty extend to the price. I would love to talk more about this but every time I think of it I just want to cry, and writing this is the longest I’ve lasted so far, so I’ll just leave it with two lessons:

1) Don’t ever think if you’ve had a drinking problem that you no longer have a drinking problem.

2) I also think my kids had far more fun with me after I decided to stop.