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The magazines telling me strong is the new sexy and smart is the new beautiful, as if strong and smart are just paths to hot.
told myself that any bad press for drinking was just one more ploy to keep women looking over their shoulders, because if I really took it in, I’d have to ask why I was willingly destroying myself.
you learn that Paul Westerberg has quit drinking and feels great. You know you should be happy for him. Instead, you think, We’re not the same kind of person anymore,
Thirty-second dopamine explosions followed by days of gloom.
“Not even socially? Not even wine with dinner? What do you do when everyone else is drinking? Aren’t you bored? Seriously, not even on vacation, not even at the holidays, not even on your birthday? What about next time you’re in Europe? Or Napa—couldn’t you taste and just not swallow?”
while, as my world grew smaller and darker and more brittle, I told myself, This is freedom.
