I told on myself…

Bestie has been in my life since we were twelve. Summers in our teen years found us drunk with boys in sweaty tents under blurry stars. Good times-not going to lie. So many stars-swirling overhead and bouncing with our laughter. But, looking back, I may have been the one doing the hardest laughing and the most swirling…

We parted ways in college-she straightened her boat, I left my adrift, tossed by life’s whims as I navigated by my own blurry stars. Twenty-five years later and I can’t control my drinking and she can’t control her love life. We are an amazing pair.

I just had to tell her I had quit. Verbatim (vertextum?):

So…I have quit drinking. Don’t know if it is forever or for a year or two or three…or forever. But at least a year. There was not one BIG thing that made me say it was time to sit out the dance for a while…just a series of self-irritation and anxiety at 3:00 am. Surprising, since I am all Aries and usually just burn shit down to the ground. Not this time, just walking away all adult-like with my life intact. Now-I miss my bestie and need some good, CLEAN, WILD fun with you!!!!!

I can still be wild-right? I’m cool? Right?

WTF? What is wrong with me? I am a forty-six year old mother of five who teaches middle school. Why would I even begin to think I could be cool? Any ONE of those things pretty much boots me out of the”cool” crowd-and if it doesn’t, I have bigger issues than just alcohol. Seriously? Today I was excited to find out today color-safe bleach is a real thing and could cure some of my laundry issues. I am so beyond being able to be cool. Cool is over. Doubly proven by the breath I was holding waiting for her response. It was immediate.

Her response?

Wow! That’s awesome! I look forward to hearing more about the process you went through. I agree. We are WAY overdue.

No drama. No “I knew it-you lush. You suck. I have been waiting for you to get yourself straight. You have been sucking at life for a while now. Get over yourself drama queen.”

Nope-just a simple Wow! and Awesome!

Itch started up… “See, Bestie didn’t even bat a lash. You are not that bad. Give it a month. We got this. You will be good to go. You don’t REALLY need to quit at all.”

Shut up Itch.