Step off the booze elevator

I’ve started to work on a new article and have published it to Medium today. if you could go and ‘like’ it with a heart, that’d be swell. when articles are recommended on Medium, they often attract a lot of attention. this shit is real!

Step off the booze elevator.

If alcohol is an elevator that only goes down, you can decide to step off now. No one needs to drink.

And that booze elevator? Make no mistake, it is going down — no question — as the consequences of drinking go up. Problems with relationships, problems at work, missed opportunities, missed deadlines, missed middle-of-the-night calls from your son in the next room.

Not feeling proud of yourself. A problem looking in the mirror. Motion sickness. Down down.

Some people need a low bottom before they try something different. Continue drinking through the small disappointments, quickly on the way to bigger issues. It’s grim. Can see it coming like a freight train. An elevator train. (Mix metaphors much?)


I can see you there. You’re nervous. You’re over-drinking and not sure how to … >> keep reading and add a ‘heart’ here


I want to put this online, to hold myself accountable. I want to document the noise in my head. I'm tired of thinking about drinking. date of last drink: june 30, 2012

  • So true! I ‘be been on that elevator several times and the descent as into a coal mine gets very scary indeed. One can make the choice of liberation by stepping off and hopping on the escalotor to sanity and freedom. It’s hard not to wax poetic about sobriety but life does indeed get way better.