It started out as a joke, I gave it serious thoughts and whenever I thought about it I am like Dipo you can do it. It looked difficult but hey you have to try to know if it is hard and you have to persevere to keep going. I thought about those that would laugh at me and those that would commend me but the decision was still mine either ways. I tried to walk away once but it lasted only 21 days, which for me was an achievement then though my favourite rapper (Jay z) once said “It takes 21 days to make or break a habit, on the 22nd day you have found a way”. I got close and slipped, got back up and slipped again. I gave up and I lost hope of achieving the feat.
I tried to give it a go again but it wasn’t worth the stress jare. I resigned my fate to trying again till I am in my 50s, I couldn’t be bothered. When people asked me about how I was faring, I simply told them I backed out and I wasn’t up to it. I met a few people I looked up to in that regard and asked how they coped and their responses were laconic with some saying discipline, others saying prayers and a few mentioned focus. I was having none their chit chat, I continued with the guys on the other side and was enjoying it.
On the 7th of September I went to see my favourite Pharmacist and we talked for a while, she revisited the issue again and begged I put an end to it or slow down. I laughed when she was pleading but deep down I knew I needed to give it a shot since the clamouring was getting too much. I went home and reflected on the gist with my Pharmacist friend and I set a date for me to commence the target. I met with a friend the next day and I told him what I had in mind, he laughed but later encouraged me to give it a shot. At this point I had realized that many people thought I couldn’t stay off for a while let alone achieve the target.
9th of September came, I went to the beach with my friend, his girlfriend, her friend and my hawt Ghanian friend. I was determined to take action after this day. I needed to show I was man enough.
Damn Dipo you are just a clown, what have you been yakking about? You just went on a writing spree without even introducing the basis of the post. So sorry about that people, between September 9, 2013 and June 7, 2014 is 270 days, 8 months and 28 days, 38 weeks and 4 days, 6,480 hours, 388800 minutes and in seconds its 23328000. So which ever works for you take a pick but it’s was that long I was off ALCOHOL.
I broke my alchy celibacy, not proud to say it but I think it was a wonderful achievement, lol. I mean 270 days is huge by my own standards. Ponche must be having a laugh now.
On that day 9th of September, 2013 I had 3 quarters of a bottle of Scottish Whiskey (the blue one) and proceeded to what I will call alcohol celibacy, I didn’t put a time frame to quitting the bottles but I just needed to show some guys I could actually see alcohol and not drink. I was tempted by friends almost every weekend for a couple of months till they gave up and accepted the new me.
I destroyed the celibacy hanging out with one of the greatest men ever (Big Yomz), had 2 glasses of Long Island and had some Henessy (VSOP). The hang over the next day was sick. It took cat fish pepper soup and chilled water to knock me out of it. Well I plan to go back to being alcohol celibate so help me GOD.
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