Letting go is the hardest and the strongest thing you can ever do

Being an ambitious person with strong morals, high standards and strong emotions is a gift but also a curse.

It means that the people who stay in your life are truly amazing and you love them dearly but it also means that you have to say “hi and goodbye” to a lot of people. And this means sadness, anger, frustration and what feels like wasted time.

Instead of letting these people go and getting on with my life happily and free of those that reduce the quality of my life, I blame myself.

A lot of the time, I am proud of my strength and my determination for a good life. I love my morals because I treat those how I want to be treated and I won’t accept any less. I refuse to settle. I refuse to be used or played or lied to. I don’t have time for negative energy in my life.

Yet, there is a small part of me that blames myself for when things go wrong. Despite it being my decision to say goodbye, I still feel guilt. I feel guilt for having high standards. I feel guilt for wanting better. I feel guilt for believing that I can be happier without that person.

AND HOW FUCKING BIZARRE IS THAT. I feel guilty for wanting to be happy?

So, I sat and experienced guilt for 15 minutes before telling guilt to fuck off. 

I don’t feel guilty.

I feel frustrated for wasted energy and time. I feel sad for putting energy into something that didn’t want my energy. I feel angry for blaming myself despite trying. I feel excited for my future. I feel relieved for being honest. I feel proud for appreciating my self worth and doing what was right for me.

But I do not feel guilty.

Because I should never ever settle for less and neither should you.

If someone is meant to be in your life, they will be in it. If you push them away, they will pull you back in. Regardless of hurtful words said or upsetting actions or even just disregard for feelings, if someone wants to be in your life because they value you as an individual, they will sure as hell be in it.

Not everyone you let go is a bad person and sometimes, that makes it harder but again, this does not mean you have to settle.

Just because they are a good person does not mean they are obliged to stay in your life. If they don’t bring you happiness, laughter, kindness and sometimes tears, then they aren’t worth it. If they aren’t consistent or loyal then you can say goodbye. If they aren’t interested in your life then stop listening to theirs.

This may sound selfish but it’s not because I am sure that like me, you would do all of those things for other people. So why should you be a back-up plan or a second choice to a friend, boyfriend, girlfriend, family member… anyone.

You shouldn’t.

So don’t settle and be strong enough to let go of those who aren’t worth your time because who you are is not a curse, it’s a blessing.

 

101 days sober!

So, yesterday, I celebrated my 100 days sober!

I have gone from this …

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to this…

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I am so happy! In all honesty, sobriety feels normal to me now. It can still be tough at times but who I am as a person today is the best version of myself.

Becoming sober has made me realise a lot of things…

1/ Who my real friends are. I lost a lot of people and I chose to to distance myself from people too. But the people in my life right now are the best people and I ams so grateful to have them in my life.

2/ My depression backed off. My clouds are less grey and my shoulders are lighter. I can think more rationally and when I feel sad, I know that what I am feeling is real and it’s because of something that’s happened. Not because I have been drinking and my serotonin levels are confused and angry.

3/ I love myself. When I was drinking, I struggled to like myself. I’d have a drink and it would give me confidence. I’d have to a drink to forget. I’d have a drink to lose myself. I can’t do that now. Instead, I face my emotions, feelings, situations and I overcome them. It makes me love myself more because I feel true to myself.

4/ I had to find a balance. I have decided that if I am to go out into an environment with alcohol and drugs (e.g a party, a club), it needs to have one of these two things. Good company or a good reason. I have been out for the sake of it with people I’m not too confident around and my anxiety sky rockets and I either feel really uncomfortable or really bored. Instead, if I go out with the people I feel good around or for a reason (e.g work party, end of exams celebrations, birthday) then I seem to enjoy my self. This rule really works!

5/ I look great. I have had so many compliments on my image since being sober. In all honesty, this could be a range of things. Being sober has encouraged a healthier diet and regular gym sessions but as well as this, I am much happier. So it could be my weight loss, my clearer skin, my shinier hair or the smile on my face. Either way, it’s nice to hear compliments.

6/ It takes a lot for something to be a chore. When I was drinking, my hangovers were horrendous and I would feel so low for days after. Now, my head is clear. If I want something done, I do it. I don’t procrastinate, I just do it. Saying that, I still love to lay in bed all day and ignore the fact that my room is a mess. But what I mean is that nothing seems to hard.

7/ Life is much cheaper. Not only am I not paying for alcohol but I’m not paying for the extra travel on nights out or the greasy food at the end of the night. Sometimes, bars don’t even charge me for soft drinks. I’ll ask for blackcurrant squash with water or a redbull and I get a “don’t worry about it”. That is such a great feeling. It’s almost like a reward for being sober.

8/ I go to bed flawless. No emotional breakdowns causing my makeup to pour down my face. No streaky face from sweating. No panda eyes. No frizzy hair. Taking a selfie or a group picture is not an issue anymore.

9/ I wake up flawless. Literally. I wake up hydrated and fresh faced. I could get up and go for a run if I wanted too. In fact, I have gone for a run and at the same time, my friends have been throwing up hungover. It is really nice to not waste the day. Especially as my hangovers would last forever. I WOKE UP LIKE THIS.

However, there are some challenges of being sober…

1/ Asserting yourself. Some situations you want to avoid and can’t, like birthdays. Or you really want to socialise with your friends but the thought of going to a bar whilst they are all drunk can be tough. Each time I go out, I give myself a talking to and take the challenge head on. When I was drinking, I would talk to anyone and everyone. Being sober, it is a little more challenging. It’s scary. But at the same time, it’s exciting. I always come home feeling like I’ve been the best version of myself and I never leave with regrets.

2/ My anxiety is real. I always suffered hand in hand with depression and anxiety but being sober and having a clearer head, I know what I am feeling is real. My anxiety has seemed to increase a little but thats okay because every time I feel a wave of anxiety, I challenge it. My anxiety used to be for so many reasons and many of the thoughts came from regrets or confusion as to what I said or did when I was drunk. Now, my anxiety is is centred around having to answer people’s endless questions on my sobriety when I am in a social situation but I know that in time I won’t care anymore.

3/ Trying to find a replacement drink. At first, I would have redbull. That shit is not alcoholic but my god, it is strong. In fact, it made me have a panic attack. AVOID EXCESSIVE AMOUNTS OF CAFFEINE. Sometimes, I’ll have a coffee. Even then, I get the weirdest looks but I do love coffee. Although, it’s not possible to dance with a hot beverage in your hand and sometimes, it makes me want to sleep. Lime and soda is good choice. People just assume you’re drinking alcohol and you don’t have to constantly explain why you’re not drinking. Lastly, water. Water is FREE! and it keeps you hydrated. You can down it and not have to dance with a cup in your hand. Winning.

4/ Building your actual confidence rather than your liquid confidence. I love to dance but dancing sober can be scary. My biggest and best advice is to just not give a crap. I don’t have much shame anyway so dancing like a fool comes naturally to me. However, sometimes you get that “omg your sober, does anyone notice, are your dance moves okay, do they look sober” thoughts and it’s very off putting. In that scenario, let ya freak flag fly and shake dat ass. In all honesty, everyone is wasted and you will not be the worst dancer there, I promise.

5/ Reminding your friends you are still alive. Sometime’s people assume you don’t wanna party because you are sober. I love to party. Don’t sit back and wait for your friends to contact you because they will probably just assume you don’t want to be in that environment. If you wanna go out, then go out.

6/ Having to love your friends and family when they’re drinking and you’re not. I don’t judge anyone for drinking but being around my loved ones when they drink can bring back some awful memories. Especially if you used to drink with those people. This is just something you need to learn to deal with. Obviously, being sober, everything is more real. Seeing your friends absolutely wasted is funny when you are drunk but when you’re sober, you not only get reminded of yourself and your bad times but you become mumma-bear and want to protect them. In reality, they were probably always like that but because I was drunk, I didn’t notice… usually because I was the most drunk.

7/ You have to face reality. Everything you suppressed with drinking is now going to come to the surface and it’s time to deal with it. It can be really hard at first but give it time and you’ll be thankful that you’ve been brave and dealt with your demons.

8/ Coming to terms with your sobriety. This was probably the hardest thing to do. I wanted to be sober when I stopped and I am so glad I stopped drinking but there are times when you really punish yourself and you shouldn’t. I recently went through a tough time and instead of just facing the truth that these things just happen, I got angry at myself. I punished myself for who I was when I was drunk. I would hate on myself with thoughts like “why are you so ‘special’ that you need to be sober”, “you’re fucked up” and “why can’t you be like everyone else”. Luckily, I told myself to shut up and after a lot of internal arguments, those thoughts rarely come now. Those thoughts are reallllly stupid because I’m not fucked up and I don’t want to be like everyone else. Also, just become I’m sober, it doesn’t mean that I’m some weird alien species. I just stopped drinking. Thats all.

But despite all the challenges I have faced, the thing that I am most proud of is my bravery. I went to parties and clubs sober. I danced sober. I purposely pushed myself out of my comfort zone and did everything I usually did when I was drunk but this time, I did it sober. As well as this, I moved out of a house and environment that was making my mental and physical health worse. I sought professional help. I went back to the gym. I studied harder. I worked harder. I laughed harder. I started a society for people at University who want to enjoy their time without drugs or alcohol. I am saving for a mental health placement in Sri Lanka. I have two summer jobs. I have strengthened friendships and I have found a balance in life where it is no longer all or nothing. I am no longer drowning in the river of emotions, I am now chilling on the riverbank watching the emotions flow past. 

Choosing to change your life in a positive way which is socially rejected can be extremely hard but I have done it and I will continue to do it.

I am still Kelly. I’m still funny and loud. I still dance like no-ones watching. I still say really inappropriate things. I still make mistakes. But this time, I have more control of who I am and I love myself and that is all I want in life. I don’t care if you think I’m boring or think less of me because of my choice to free myself. I’m less boring than I ever was and I will continue to enjoy life to its full potential.

Lastly, I may have done the majority of things on my own but I have to thank everyone who has supported me. You may not have understood my choices but the fact that you were still there by my side has made this so much easier. Even if you ‘just read this blog’, it is such a huge support and I couldn’t ask for more. Thank you guys x

 

 

I came, I saw, I conquered and I partied sober bitches.

Ever been out clubbing sober?

I have been out in the last month or so twice and I did not drink or take drugs.

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The first night out was in a dingy “club” in Gosport where dreams come to die. It’s called ‘Emma’s’. Don’t go.

Anyway, I went out with my aunty who loves a good night out when she’s not being a full time mum to her two young children. Despite not being too bothered whether my aunty drank alcohol, we decided to both be sober. Firstly, we headed to a pub and we bought an energy drink. In fact, we had two energy drinks and sang our hearts out to Christina Aguilera’s Dirrrrrty! After a while, we headed to the local club. This is where it gets interesting.

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So to set the scene:

Sticky floors, bad disco lights, a wall to wall packed sweaty room with the ratio of men being way higher than women. Everyone was absolutely wasted. In all honesty, you have to be to go there. I looked around the room and saw the usual faces. Nevertheless, make the best out of a bad situation. We danced, we sang, we were given blackcurrant squash for free and then we left. We got a subway, got a taxi, went to bed and woke up happy and hangover-less. Fabulous.

The second time I went out sober was Saturday night. However, this was with my best friend of over 10 years and we grew up together discovering alcohol, trying alcohol, abusing alcohol and basically partying for a really long time. So to go out with my best friend sober was absolutely terrifying. It made me miss the old times and for a minute, it made me question my choices. But I knew that my best friend supported my decision. I would be mad if I had a drink and it wasn’t worth ruining 5 weeks of sobriety for a couple of hours losing my mind.

We got dressed up whilst dancing to Beyonce and we headed out for town. We went to a pub which played the most awesome throwback tunes and we sang our hearts out whilst awkwardly dancing sat down. I had a tropical redbull and my friend had a double vodka and lemonade. Buzzing.

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We had three rounds and then left for Revenge; possibly my favourite club in Brighton. Full of straight, gay, lesbian, bisexual, transexual, you name it. There is no judgement in revenge and the music is as fabulous as the drag queen walking around in 6 inch heels.

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The music was just what we wanted and what we needed. Cheesy throwback pop tunes to fill you with empowering thoughts and happy memories. We danced for a long time and had another 2 rounds in the club. Then around 2am, which is early for drunk people but late for sober people, we headed out to get food. We got a subway, jumped on the bus and headed home. We woke up the next day, got up and spent the day looking around Brighton and enjoying the day. It was such a good weekend!

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I have to say that these are the only two nights that I can honestly say I have enjoyed. There is a 90% chance of waking up in the morning after an alcohol infused night out and regretting it. I can’t remember the last time I went out drinking and truly enjoyed myself and these two times, I had a blast.

So here are a few things I have learnt from partying sober:

  • Clubs are hunting grounds. Guys tend to stand around the edges watching the girls dancing and getting more drunk. Taking off your beer goggles and watch! It’s fascinating.
  • Alcohol really does make people more attractive. Self explanatory really.
  • Drinks are either free or pennies if it is not alcoholic. This is my favourite.
  • It doesn’t really matter what you look like, it matters how drunk you are. The girls who were more wasted looked more vulnerable and there were approached by the most guys.
  • You can still ‘break the seal’. I don’t know if it was the amount of water and red bull I was drinking but damn, I still needed the toilet a lot.
  •  No one notices if you are sober which is great if you are worried about being judged.
  • Your make-up and hair still looks great at the end of the night. Always great for selfies!
  • You are less likely to fall over, cry, break something. Normally, I lose things and come home with multiple bruises. The last two nights that I had went out, I came back in one piece with all of my belongings.
  • The whole night is cheap. One night cost me £11. This included three drinks, club entry and money towards the taxi back.
  • YOU CAN STILL HAVE FUN.

Basically, I loved it. I can enjoy life without alcohol and to finally be able to do that feels fantastic! A weight has been lifted. So, if you were cautious of drunk kelly, get ready for sober kelly ’cause I don’t think you’re ready for this jelly!

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Despite what you think, I am fucking fabulous.

Excuse my french. Kind of.

With the pressure of studying and essays, the torture of my mental health and the new journey I am on; sometimes, I feel like crap.

Sometimes I feel like I am strong and I am proud of who I am and other days, I feel like maybe I should just go and get drunk, wasted, not caring. If I did that maybe I’d have more friends. If I didn’t care about myself that much, maybe I’d enjoy life more.

But then I realised I would be settling for less and that is something I will never do.

Just become I am sad sometimes doesn’t mean that I am not strong. Just because I am lazy sometimes doesn’t mean I am not determined. And just because sometimes I want to do nothing, build a den and pretend other people doesn’t exist does not mean that I am not an independent, driven, hardworking person who wants to get the most out of this wonderful world we live in.

I’m not perfect but I don’t want to be.

I wake up in the morning and get up because I want to have a productive day and enjoy it and that makes me feel good.

I eat healthy food because I like the taste and it makes me feel good.

I exercise when I get the chance because I am good at it and it makes me feel good.

I don’t drink alcohol because I am a better person without it and being sober makes me feel good. 

I have really good friends but only an amount that I can count on one hand and thats because I choose quality, not quantity and that makes me feel good. 

I have a job because I like the independence of earning and the pride of a job well done and that makes me feel good.

I am single because I want to be and when I look at the list above, I realise I am worthy of a healthy loving relationship.

AND THIS MAKES ME FEEL GOOD.

I woke up today tired and irritable. I was feeling low and I didn’t know what to do with myself. I dragged myself out of bed, had a shower, put my big girl panties on and chose my attitude.

If only every day was as easy as this.

But sometimes, when you feel isolated, depressed with no energy only you can remind youself of how fucking fabulous you are!

and here I am. Happy, loved and crazy. Living life to the full and I am going to continue to live this way.

 

 

 

What is worse? Losing someone you love or losing the love for yourself?

Going through a break-up is shit. Straight to the point. It just sucks.

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But is it worse to fall out of love with who you are?

I have been battling with this question the last few days.

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On one hand, I really believe that no one can love who you truly are when you don’t love yourself. It is so important to love yourself. To be able to sit in your own company and enjoy it. To keep on being productive because you are great despite what anyone says. To look in the mirror and to choose a positive attitude because girl, you got this. But when you stop feeling these things and you start to doubt yourself, can anyone really love you? Would you believe them? And if they do, would you even notice?

When you feel so numb and so empty, you become hopeless. What is the point? It’s frustrating for those around you to watch but you’re the one going through it. You can’t just flick a switch and stop this depression or stress or anxiety. Even if you wish you could, you just can’t. You’re doing everything you can and it is still not good enough.

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When you feel like this, how is it even possible to love yourself? You don’t like being in your own company because your own mind is against you. You can’t be productive because your mind is so full up, it almost feels empty and you can’t sleep, you’re permanently exhausted. You can’t look at yourself in the mirror and be happy with what you see because you don’t believe in yourself anymore. You are suffocating.

How do you learn to love yourself again?

On the other hand, when someone loves you when you can’t, it can be the glue to hold you together. It can keep you striving forwards and it can provide hope that eventually, one day, you will love yourself again. The way that person looks at you or even the fact they text you regularly can increase your confidence and self esteem and hopefully, this would lead to a better sense of self-worth.

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You can really take loved ones for granted and not necessarily on purpose. When you are struggling in life, you can become all consumed in your own problems. You may even be facing denial. You may think that you are the only one being swallowed by this black hole but when you open your eyes and step back, those around you can be suffering too. To watch a loved one self destruct, be suicidal or just lose hope is soul destroying enough.I never want to go through this again and I am sorry for those who feel like this with myself.

And the best outcome from all of this is that you keep fighting and you pull through. You build up your self esteem and start to believe in yourself. Those around you who have held you up for so long don’t need to anymore. You can begin to stand alone and for once, not feel lonely. You begin to smile and laugh honestly again. You begin to feel content, happy and satisfied. You begin to love again.

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But the worst outcome? The people you love can’t stand to watch you self destruct anymore and suddenly, they are gone. You felt overwhelmingly lonely before and now, you really are lonely. You still have the fight to feel better but you are not only battling with the dark cloud over your head, you are questioning yourself as a person. Is this who I am? Am I always going to feel like this? Are people always going to leave me? You don’t blame them for leaving but you feel so helpless and in despair, you’re silently screaming for them to be here with you. You don’t want to be needy because being needy is “weak“. In reality, they have helped you but you just didn’t see it so why should you beg for help. Is it all your fault that they’ve gone? You start to feel even more unloved, unwanted and unneeded and you start to doubt what the point of love is and if you are capable to love again?

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I still don’t have a definitive answer for this question.

All I know is that you need to look after number one. You know who you are the best out of everyone. And sometimes, you do need help and you do need to lean on people. Be grateful for those people. They don’t have to help you but they do and they do it because they care.

Most of all, just don’t give up. Tomorrow is a new day and time is a healer. You got this!  And if that isn’t enough, I like to think “Beyonce wasn’t built in a day!”.

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6 months sober and proud! 

Well, I never thought I’d be here.
BUT I AM!

That’s 26 weekends that I’ve survived! Considering I started this 2 weeks before Christmas, I feel a little bit more proud!

Earlier a comment was made on my 6 month sober post saying “you make it sound like you were an alcoholic”. I was mad for a while. Sorry I wasn’t a raging alcoholic. I don’t have to justify myself or my life choices but I will because I am goddamn proud!

For years, there was rarely a weekend where I wasn’t getting absolutely wasted. Okay, so many teenagers/young adults go through this but everyone’s life is different. I’ve been through things that no one has and vice versa. My mental health is different to everyone’s just like my physical health. Everyone is different.

I am proud that I admitted I had a problem.

I’m proud that I managed to socialise sober. 

I’m proud of the money I’ve saved. 

I’m proud of all my fitness goals I have and am achieving.

I’m proud of passing my evening college classes. 

I’m proud of myself for being myself and not being drunk and emotional.

Most of all, I’m proud I stopped drinking and made it to 6 months.
Binge drinking can be just as bad as relying on alcohol daily. You don’t have to drink yourself to death every day to be classed an alcoholic. There are a lot of different factors. 

I have always had an addictive personality and this mixed with my depression and anxiety can be a soul destroying mix. Add alcohol into the equation and I may as well give up.  

But I was strong and achieved 6 months. It’s funny because many people criticised me for not drinking and today, I was criticised because I stopped drinking and I posted about it.
Honestly, the last 6 months have been the best, most consistent, most successful time of my life. 

I am so looking forward to the next 6 months! ❤️👍🏼

Drug Domestics

Why hello fellow bloggers! It’s been too long!

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(Yes, that is me waving)

I have been super busy and I miss blogging but in a way, I guess it’s a good thing that I haven’t posted in a while because it’s proof enough for me that my life is good.

So, my rant today. DRUGS.

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A close family member of mine has recently been away for the weekend and came home today. We have a strange relationship. I love him to death but due to his actions in the past, it can make things difficult between us especially as he has as much emotion as a leaf.

He was telling me about the weekend and how it was boring but last night was fun. Then, he proceeded to tell me “I took so many drugs last night.”

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Ok. You know when you see a car crash and you shouldn’t look but you can’t help it. That’s what I felt like in that moment. I didn’t want to know but I kept nodding and saying ‘oh’ and ‘yeah’… so the conversation continued.

“I took some M D N M… something like that, we had it in pill form when we were young… It was good”.

By the collection of letters, I think he meant MDMA.

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Now, from past experiences of my own and from being friends with drug users and surrounding myself with that unrealistic lifestyle and the dirty habit, ALL DRUGS ARE BAD.I don’t like drugs, I don’t like to be friends with people who take drugs and  don’t want to hear about people raving about how they were “off their nut”. Bit hypocritical? Yeah ok but luckily I had a moral compass pulling me in the right direction and I got out when I could.

Basically, to me, all drugs are bad BUT I was glad my family member said MDMA or m d n m a dgjfdihrod than any other drug.

Although, he now tells me “Yeah that stuff was really good, then we had a few lines of cocaine“.

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F O R  F U C K  S A K E.

Now this family member is suppose to be a role model. He’s supposed to inspire me and push me to achieve my goals. What is this teaching me? In a way, I am lucky to have experienced so many shitty life changing events because I could react to this in the most mature way possible. A year ago, I may have crumbled and then drugs would of played on my mind until I went into fuck it mode, hung around with bad people who could push a habit on me and I most likely would of accepted because I was weak.

Now, this family member is in his late 40’s. I love him to death. believe me, I would miss him if he disappeared but a lot of the time, I really do feel like the adult. I feel responsible for him. He lives alone and he has been single for years. His friends are pretty much in the same boat. He has so much potential as a person and despite some of his actions, he’s not a bad person but unlike me, he doesn’t seem to want more.

I spent years of my life feeling bad for not spending time with him so I’d give up weekends or holidays to see him, when in reality and reflection, my drinking habit has stemmed from a lot of what I have seen in the times we spent together.

Finally, being sober especially, I feel so much in control of my life. I know what I want and I am going for it. Nothing seems impossible. I’m not going to wait around for anyone. This is my life. I only have one shot and I’m going to make sure I have the best life I can possible have.

Pssssst….   4 and a half months sober!!!!!

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Speak soon sobrieters, love you all xxxxxxx

Happy New Year!

HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!

2015

I successfully made it through the night sober and it may have been eventful…

BUT IT WAS NOTHING LIKE THIS!

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No, this was definitely not me. Proud of you Kelly 🙂

Instead, I woke up refreshed and not hungover. I fell back to sleep and slept pretty much all day and now, I can honestly say that I am so happy with my decision to go Sober.

So just a few pictures from the night… Yes, I am dressed as the bearded lady…

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FYI, it was a Circus themed murder mystery night… but I strangely enjoyed the beard.

This is how I spent my evening. With my mum and two people very close to my heart who I consider family. Even though me and my sister from another mister Nikki had to go and pick up one of my foster sisters at 11:40pm due to an ’emergency’ and spent the countdown together in the car miles from home singing Taylor Swift, I had a really good time.

Happy new year everyone and I hope you fulfil your dreams in 2015!

I am also taking part in the Dryathlon so please sponsor me! I will be putting up the link soon ❤