22 things I learnt by doing Dry January


I thought dry January would do one if two things: Tell me I couldn’t live with alcohol and that it was literally the elixir of life. Or tell me it is poison and I am the best version of myself without it. It didn’t do either; my hungover unorganised and solemn version of myself wasn’t much fun (even though the night before definitely would have been). But neither was the best, healthy version of myself.


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