Welcome to Hilariously Sober, the blog where sobriety isn’t just for early January.
It’s with a heavy heart, moist eyes, but a healthy liver that I write this, the last post I’ll ever write for this blog.
Back in August 2016, when I started this blog, I never intended it to be finite. I knew that sobriety for alcoholics has to be indefinite. With that in mind, I fully expected to still be writing this thing as an old and sober man.
I may achieve oldness someday, and God willing, I’ll remain sober, but without this blog.
There are a number of reasons why I’m pulling the plug on the conveyor belt at Hilariously Sober inc., and one of them isn’t because I ran or could ever imagine running out of content. Sobriety is a complex and intricate subject—completely misunderstood by people who have never undertaken it for any significant length of time. The number of blog posts I could’ve written for this blog wouldn’t have been restricted by my ideas for it, but how much time I have to do it, which is one of the reasons for my stopping.
I dislike the word journey used in an abstract sense; it comes across as pretentious, a term used by a yogi as he eats his bowl of granola and soy milk with a small wooden spoon he picked up at a flea market. But sobriety and this blog have been a hell of a journey of self-discovery. I’ve achieved a level of understanding of what it is to be a human being I didn’t know existed. And I have constant sobriety, and this blog, the place where I could reflect on my observations, to thank for it.
This is a gift of immeasurable quality. And while it would be disingenuous to say I have the readers to thank wholly for it, they helped. I haven’t reached world-beating levels of popularity, but there’s a modest but engaged readership for this blog. Without you I might’ve become discouraged, and to become discouraged in sobriety can spell disaster. So, in a way, I have you guys to thank for the beautiful life I’ve built through sobriety: the home I have, the angelic baby that keeps me company, and the fiance that would stick around with me through a hurricane, whether I’d battened down the hatch or not.
Every time I received a word of encouragement or someone got in contact with me was special, but one particular highlight was a man contacting me to tell me my blog had helped him achieve an early but significant sobriety milestone. The aim of any sobriety blog should be to help people achieve sobriety, and if I helped one, I might as well have helped a thousand.
If you want to continue reading my work, I’ll be blogging about fatherhood over at an as yet unnamed blog (I’ll be posting a link, by updating this post, when it’s up.) Sobriety has meant and still means the world to me. One of my favorite blog posts was about sobriety having to be at the top of your list of priorities. “Even above my kids?” one newly sober person exclaims. “Yes,” replies the man with enough sobriety to have realized its value, “without sobriety, you don’t have any of it. The best thing for your kids is that you stay sober.” Sobriety is all encompassing, and while I’ll continue to engage in it, as anything else would be flirting with danger, I want to focus my comedic writing on one of those elements of life it encompasses.
Where, hopefully, I can achieve world-beating levels of popularity.
Like Lloyd Christmas, Jim Carrey’s character in Dumb and Dumber, I hate goodbyes. But this isn’t goodbye, it’s see ya later, crocodile.
Stay sober, stay happy, and stay grateful.
This has been Hilariously Sober, the blog where writing about sobriety for the last three years has been awesome.
Thanks for reading!