We all hear the stories of alcoholics who almost completely ruin their lives before getting sober. They are secretly chugging bottles of vodka, crashing cars, getting arrested, and continuously putting themselves into incredibly dangerous situations. I have addicts like this in my family, and I greatly sympathize with them. I am so proud of them when they finally do hit bottom and get sober. But do we have to experience such acute pain? Is there such a thing as a high bottom drunk?
But what about the alcoholics who have “high bottoms”? These are the people who, from an external view, seem to have a relatively healthy relationship with alcohol. Rather than continuing to speak in general terms, let me touch on my own relationship with alcohol and having a high bottom. I was a binge drinker from the age 17 until I was about 21. The first time I ever got drunk, I fell in love with what alcohol did to me. I went from being the shy and uncomfortable girl to being the witty and charismatic life of the party. Whenever I got drunk I fell in love with the people around me and kept the night going until I was the last person standing. Around age 21 I got my sh*t together, so to speak. I hit a rock bottom at this age, and it became apparent that I had to cut down on my drinking (if you are interested, I speak about some of my bottoms around this age on episode 99 of Recovery Elevator). I quit drinking for a month, and completely reevaluated my relationship with alcohol. Although at the time, I knew I was an addict, I convinced myself that I could continue drinking if I could implement moderation. I valued drinking so much that I forced myself to do this.
Surprisingly enough, I got really good at moderating alcohol. I credit a lot of this to the hangovers. I get incredibly bad hangovers after having only 3 or 4 drinks. The hangovers have become so bad, that as much as I love getting buzzed, even when I am 3 drinks in I often can’t justify having a fourth because I know too well how I will feel the next day. The bad hangovers have been enough to keep me in check with my drinking over the past few years.
I am 24 and although I spent two months at the start of this year sober, I have been continuously drinking for the past 3 years, until recently. During this time I have consistently worked, traveled around the world, paid all of my bills on time, and built and maintained some amazing friendships. I have been able to appear like your typical young adult. A lot of my friends have been in the advertising industry and we worked long hours during the week and spent our weekends partying on rooftops, often ending up at someone’s apartment where we would talk until 3 am about life! (you know the alcohol infused conversations that can miraculously jump from global warming to the illuminati to art, then to the Kardashians, and end up all the way back at the meaning of life?).
Even though everything seemed “fine”, I have continued to return back to this idea of sobriety. I don’t know how to describe it other than by saying there is a part of me that I keep deep inside that just knows I will live a better life sober. I am reminded of this come Sunday morning when I spend the day doing absolutely nothing other than nursing a hangover. I am reminded of this when I look in the mirror and see that my eyes have been drained of any spark they may have. I am reminded by this when I spend a few weeks sober, and notice that my body just starts to glow when I am not making it process alcohol. I am reminded of this when I wake up at 3 am and feel the dread and anxiety that comes after my wine buzz has faded. I am reminded of this when after a night out I awake and feel deeply unlovable. I am reminded of this when I realize I rely on alcohol to make me feel worthy of great relationships. I am reminded of this by all the subtle ways alcohol makes my life a bit darker.
Just as the ways drinking negatively affected my life were somewhat subtle, the ways sobriety impacts my life are also subtle. So far sobriety has not made me lose 20 pounds or get an amazing job or find an amazing life partner. For me sobriety looks like me spending 15 minutes every night stretching while listening to music I love. It’s being able to make plans on both weekend days because I no longer have to have one reserved for nursing a hangover. It’s allowing myself to sit with feelings like loneliness or sadness, without immediately trying to cover them up with a drunken night out. It’s finding the time to exercise 4-5 times a week, something I never had the energy to maintain while drinking. It’s money I’m saving. It’s going to bed knowing I will wake up and be myself, not the exhausted zombie alcohol makes me become.
As my days of sobriety tick by I start to flirt with the idea of drinking again. I justify this by reminding myself that I wasn’t an “out of control drunk”. I have a feeling that other people with high bottoms may do the same. All I can say is that in these moments, you must let these feelings come and go without acting on them. And then in the moments when you do feel good, really let yourself feel that and it will remind you why you are staying sober.
I am 24 days sober, and the reason why I stopped drinking this time is not because I hit a low. It’s because I am sick and tired of living a mediocre life. I am tired of being a “functional” alcoholic. I don’t want to go through life just simply functioning through it all- barely squeaking by. I want a life that is good, or possibly, maybe, even great. And I am fully aware that when I am drinking, I’m just not going to push for that. When I am drinking, I am fine settling for mediocre, as long as it means I can order another round.
I’ve been journaling a lot lately, and I recently wrote a love letter to my high bottom. I thanked it for allowing me to have to take responsibility for my sobriety. I am not choosing sobriety because things got so bad they couldn’t get any worse. I am not choosing sobriety to make a partner or my parents feel relieved. I am choosing sobriety because I believe it will lead to a better life. When you get sober at a high bottom, it means you are truly listening to yourself. You aren’t getting sober because the world is telling you to, it’s because you want to, and that is the fuel that will keep going.
My niece needs to attend AA a court ordered consequence and get her yellow slips signed 3 times per week. Will this count for that?
I know this blog is older but it is definitely what I needed to read today. I was sober for 8 years. I have been drinking for the last 2 and a 1/2 years. I am nowhere where I was when I first got sober and it truly is hard to get sober now because I am not drinking everyday and I haven’t lost anything (yet).
Thank you for sharing!!!!
I woke up this morning feeling deeply ashamed. I got black out drunk yesterday at a neighbors party and I have no idea what I said or did. I came here and read this. Thank you for writing it.
This is me. Thank you for sharing. High bottoms are tricky because you don’t think you really have a problem, but that is the lie. I’m tired being a hungover zombie, of thinking it’s ok to drive home (I’m such a good buzzed driver?!), I’m tired of living a half-life. hmm – so for today – no beer. We’ll see what tomorrow brings. Thank you.
I feel like you took the words out of my brain. Nothing extremely bad has happened to me from drinking, so it’s so easy to convince myself I don’t have a problem or “have everything under control” but only I truly know I can’t stop once I start, and that’s no way to live. It’s just hard being so young & imagining an entire life with no alcohol.
I absolutely hate the term “high bottom.” I was told I was a high bottom by an alcohol councilor. It made me think I didn’t have a bad enough problem and that I could keep drinking. So I did. You know if you have a problem. I have a problem, and my high bottom will become rock bottom soon enough unless I take steps to protect myself. AA is what keeps me sober, and I hope everyone who needs help finds it. Love ya…
ive been sober 6 years now. i chose to be sober so i could actually be active in my kids lives. i am a a stay at home mom which was something i always wanted, however i had no idea the toll it takes on a girl with a fun loving personality, who loved people and life! My parents recently died 64 and 67. both had hard lives and getting over it to them was drinking and drugs. Im so grateful i remember how it felt as a child growing up in homes where you wish you could just be a kid. to feel safe. so I knew i had no choice but to get sober and break my families chain of addiction. I wanted my life back. somewhere along the way I lost who I was. Im still looking. it has been harder since my dads passing, it will be a year the day after thanksgiving and not a day goes by i dont think of him. So although i remain sober i feel lost all over again. I do know in time the clouds will clear and not reaching for a beer is the best thing I can do for myself and my family.