“Why aren’t you drinking?”
I was asked this all the time at first.
I’m pretty sure I’m past the point of people wondering if I’m pregnant now (HELL NO), so I think most were hoping for a juicy blackout disaster night out followed by deathly hangover kind of story.
Spoiler alert: there isn’t one.
There were a million reasons for me to stop drinking, and only a couple for me to continue, and they weren’t very strong ones.
Now that people have got used to sober Chloe, I get asked genuinely curious questions, like:
“How did you stop drinking?” and “Do you feel better for it?” or “Do you miss it?”
If you find that you often wake up wishing you’d refused that last glass of wine, give me a follow on Instagram and you’ll get the answers to those questions.