I still can’t believe as I write this that I’ve reached this milestone.
That this party girl from the north of England who grew up in a culture where you matched the lads pint for pint, worked hard and played harder, moved to Australia with young kids and fell hard into the ‘mummy wine culture’ habit, has now reached 1000 days alcohol free.
What started out as 21 days to ‘reset’ my alcohol consumption, give my liver a rest and prove to myself that I couldn’t possibly ‘have a problem’, turned into 100 days, turned into a year and then two and now here I am.
1000 days in and life couldn’t look more different.
Watch: Your body after one year without alcohol. Post continues below.
My drinking had started off in the same way as most – socialising through my teens, through to uni and the ‘pound a pint’ promos then onto life in London, thinking I was quite the sophisticated young woman meeting friends for Cosmopolitans after work (hello Sex And The City) and upgrading to Moet and Veuve at the weekend.
But as others started slowing down, settling down and seemed to have more control over their drinking, my own habit felt like it was on a slippery slope that was gathering speed faster than I was in control of.