Essay: Three Reasons I’m Doing sober October.

So it’s that spooky time of year again, ghosts and ghouls; pumpkins, skeletons, sobriety? (terrifying) Why would I stop drinking for these next four weeks? Especially when the world is crumbling, and we are facing the ‘most miserable Christmas on record’ according to the Belfast Telegraph, the answer is because I am fed up getting punched around by drinking and I want more of that sweet sober struggle baby. I learn a lot from being sober and all I learn when I drink is that I should do less of it!

You may know, for those who read the blog, I spent the first half of this year sober fighting off the demon Coronavirus and suffering cancellation after cancellation. But ever since July, I’ve dipped my toes back in the drinking pond, and truth be told, I just haven’t settled back into it. Do I like being sober now? What is this witchcraft? Drinking these days just feels a bit like when you snooze your alarm clock. It’s dark outside and cold, and you’re being a wuss, so you give yourself an e…