Sobriety: A Personal Touch

Jenna’s Story: Part I

Hi, my name is Jenna and I’m a recovering alcoholic.  I’m twenty-two years old and it’s been sixty-three days since my last drink.  I guess you could say I liked to be the funny popular girl that was up for anything and knew how to party.  So that’s exactly what I did. 

What I found out is that being the ‘life of the party’ isn’t nearly as much fun for the person doing it as it is for the enablers watching it. I wrecked two cars, dropped out of college, lost my boyfriend.  I saw my friends moving up and moving on. 

They moved out, and made lives for themselves.  I stayed in, got high and my life stagnated. Same town, same scene, same bars… different choices.

I know I’m young, and now I also know that I am an addict.  The weird thing about addiction is that everyone around you can tell you that you’re screwing up, that your life is running out of control, that you’ve got to stop drinking but it doesn’t matter until you can tell yourself that and know that it rings true. 

Sometimes you can even see it and you know what they’re saying makes perfect sense but you just can’t stop.  My family and my real friends never gave up on me.  No matter how much of an ass I was, they were always there.

Story to be continued… Stay Tuned!