I WOULD PRAY BEFORE I DRINK đŸ·

I WOULD PRAY BEFORE I DRINK đŸ·

Because there was a phase where every time I drank, some kind of drama followed.

  • A fight with my husband.
  • A meltdown.
  • Acting embrassingly.

Saying inappropriate things.
And the next day — forgetting, regretting and feeling like sh*t. 😣

 

I would wonder, why the hell do I do this to myself over and over again?

Why wasn’t I aware enough to stop when it got too much?


I hated that version of me.


I also hated that booze seemed to create her.
But it wasn’t always all the time.


Some days I absolutely fcking love the experience.

There’s a whole debate about drinking — and I get it.
On one hand, it’s fun, social, and celebratory. 🎉


It connects people. Makes things lighter, funnier, more alive.
You become that bold, confident, funny version of you — all thanks to that liquid courage. đŸ·

 

So when you try to say no to booze, it feels like you’re saying no to that side of you too.
The one that connects with other people.

  • That entertains.
  • That brings people together. 

You also feel FOMO — like you're missing out on the experience, memories and people.

 

But then your body starts fighting back.
You wake up groggy, heavy and like death! đŸ˜”đŸ’«


And if you love your mornings like I do — the freshness, the calm — you start realizing maybe the nights aren’t as worth it.


But then I still want those nights. So I was genuinely curious —

  • Why couldn’t I be that same confident, funny, carefree version without alcohol?
  • Why did I need that extra push to feel good, connected, alive?
  • Why couldn't I just control myself?

 

So I made what felt like a “difficult but liberating” decision:
To drink just once a week.


Not to punish myself.
But to understand why I needed it so much in the first place.


Because truth fcking be told — alcohol is magical.
But most of us don’t know when to STOP. lol.


We overdo it
 We skip water
 We cross that line

Then blame the booze for what we did. 🍾

 

But it’s not the booze.

  • It’s us.
  • It’s the lack of awareness.
  • The lack of self-control.

So if you want the best of both worlds, like I do?
Then you’ve gotta be the one in charge of it. đŸ’Ș

 

So I tell myself


  • Drink and enjoy — but stay mindful

  • Don’t black-out dumb and regret it the next day.

Know when is enough.

And on other days —
Challenge yourself to be that same bold, funny, confident version without needing booze. ✹

 

  • Some nights, I do great. Loud, funny, honest as hell — and fully sober.
  • Some nights, I drink and stay mindful enough to enjoy it without losing myself.
  • Some days I fck up. But I am proud of being aware and intentional about it. 

 

That’s how I healed my relationship with drinking.
And how I started praying before I drank — not to stop me, but to remind me.

That I influence my experience, not the booze. 🌿

 

This isn’t really about booze. đŸ·
It’s about awareness.
About noticing when something outside of you starts controlling how you show up, how you feel, how you connect.

 

When you start taking that control back — bit by bit — you realize you don’t need to quit life or pleasure to grow.
You just need to learn how to manage your mind around it. 

 

And honestly — that’s what thinking better looks like.
It’s not about cutting things out,
It’s about being conscious enough to choose how you want to feel — and why. đŸ’«

 

That’s the work we do inside Think Better — my 4-session program where we unpack the real reasons behind what keeps you stuck, overwhelmed, or reactive.

 

You’ll learn tools, perspectives, and practical ways to handle your thoughts and emotions differently — so the same problems don’t keep weighing you down again and again.

 

Because sometimes, you don’t need to escape the chaos. 
You just need to think better through it. 🌿

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