HIGH-FUNCTIONING vs. HIGH-FUNCTIONING
I can’t really pinpoint the moment my drinking left the realm of "normal." I thought to have a "problem" I needed to be taking shots at 8 a.m., or lose my job, or land myself in jail. My reality, at the time, is that I was successful and I was living life to my greatest potential.
I was raising a child as a single mum while my career grew and flew me weekly to places like Aruba, Chicago, San Francisco, Vegas and London. Every morning, religiously, at 5 a.m. I worked out on my #Peloton, I was always on the latest fad diet, and my Facebook page certainly depicted the life of perfection ...
Each evening I told myself, "just one glass" and each morning, like clockwork, I woke at 3 a.m. in a sweaty panic of regret, my heart pounding out of my chest and my mind racing with horror and shame. The farther I got from myself, the farther I became from loving myself. Twenty years I spent unraveling my own happiness. Twenty years I spent living life like I didn’t matter. I hated the conversations in my head and I hated myself.
So, I stopped ... I broke my cycle. I stopped the noise, the chatter, the mental anguish. Slowly, I implemented tiny habits in my life. I drowned myself in self-development. I started a morning routine, meditating and journaling, and showered myself with endless self-love and affirmations. Before I knew it, I looked back and not only had I found freedom and liberation from alcohol, I had found love for myself. Everything fell into place.
If you feel trapped in a vicious cycle, let me tell you from experience, you are not alone and you are never truly trapped!
You can wake up tomorrow and make the choice to enhance your life with new habits and, most importantly, love the person staring back at you in the mirror.
It is not easy, it takes time, support is critical, and you have to put in the work, but I PROMISE YOU, it’s worth it!
I am here to support you, I am on your team, I am by your side. Y.O.U. are worth it and Y.O.U. are loved!
(Photo caption: Same fall festival, two different years, two very different women.)