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Why I Quit Smoking, Drinking, and People Who Made Me Miserable

Why I Quit Smoking, Drinking, and People Who Made Me Miserable (aka My Solicitor is My New Best Friend) I smoked to get rid of my mother. I drank to get rid of my ex. And now I just hire people in suits to handle the drama so I don’t have to. There’s this moment—if you’ve ever been through the absolute emotional meat grinder, you’ll get it—when a solicitor looks at you and says: “Do you want us to put an end to it?” And your whole nervous system exhales. Like, finally. No more coping mechanisms. Just action. It’s wild, really. For years, I relied on cigarettes and cheap booze to numb myself from the circus I was born into—and the one I accidentally dated for far too long. And then one day I realised: maybe it’s not me that’s the problem. Maybe I don’t need a bottle—I just need boundaries. That moment made it into my book, Sober Not Sorry, because it was a turning point. It was the day I realised sobriety isn’t just about not drinking or not smoking. It’s about not tolerat...
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Using Humour As a Coping Mechanism

I use humour as a coping mechanism to make life more bearable!

 I get out of bed and make myself a cuppa tea while my partner sleeps, get back into bed he wakes up and sayes “where’s mine, you only think of yourself” and I respond with “the kettle boiled whilst you were asleep, the next time it boils you’d better be awake”  

Whilst he’s stressing about bloody everything and blaming me for his mistakes I decide to make him a funny face sandwich 

Whilst he’s smoking himself to death I send him  a picture of lung cancer and then a dead person 

He criticises everything I do, I compliment  his behaviour as the “excellent critic, everyone needs” 

Oh my god I could go on forever but using humour as a coping mechanism does reduce your stress and anxiety massively 

Hope this helps! 
Vx 

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