I did not just quit drinking. I had to rebuild the man underneath it.
“Stopping was the easy part. Becoming the man I thought I would be after stopping — that took everything else.”
I left school at 15.
By 21, I had built a solid career and burnt myself into the ground.
After that, I drifted. Different jobs. Labouring. Running my own business. Starting and stopping. Eventually I became a lorry driver.
From the outside, life looked fine. Job. Routine. Getting on with it. But the drinking had crept in. A few pints turned into 12 to 15 a night.
There was no big collapse. Just a life that worked on the outside while inside I felt flat, stuck, and like I was going nowhere.
I stopped drinking over 10 years ago. And then I hit the part nobody talks about. I was clear-headed. Capable. Alcohol-free. But still drifting.
That gap became the work. I spent years figuring out why men get stuck there and how to close it for good.