Gentlemen, today we're discussing how you can leverage your faith in God against addictions of any format, and I'm going to divulge the exact method that got me from being a degenerate alcoholic to 3 months of straight sobriety.
The ROI of alcohol
Now I’m innately what you’d call an overthinker, so naturally an exogenous substance that sooths the unrelenting critical voices massively appeals to me. So let me get this very straight, I fucking love alcohol. When you crack open tinny after tinny, your world shrinks and shrinks until soon enough your world is defined by the parameters of the room you currently reside in, and all that matters to you is the people you’re currently sharing the room with. It’s a beautiful thing.
Temporarily.
It comes at a price which very often far out-angles the joy you originally ascertained from it.
However, my intention is not to completely shit on alcohol, as many of my fondest memories were a result of it (and some of my most regretted memories as well mind you).
But the thing is us young people are meant to poke and prod the game, take risks, curate stories, we aren’t meant to be robots. Alcohol is a social lubricant that inspires action and wears away at any voices of doubt or self-criticism, making it the ultimate memory-making drug, and it’s extremely fun. So, I’m not necessarily suggesting you should completely cut it out, that’s your decision. If you’re the type of person that can just have a couple drinks, accrue the potential benefits and leave it there I’d actually say keep on drinking. It’s about control, it’s about agency, but in my case, I lost both of these as soon as the first beautiful sound of PSST CRACK echoed around the room.
My Story
My relationship with alcohol was horrific, I was completely incapable of stopping drinking once I’d started, and I’d accumulated a large tolerance which in turn engendered this drinking to go on and on. It got to the point where me and the boys would smash a few cans, and we’d drink and drink until we called it a night at 4am.
But my night didn’t stop there.
I remember after the boys would leave at 4am, I would still continue to drink whiskey by myself for hours. I often would talk to myself. I even cried to myself. You may be starting to see why I had to quit. But how does one give up an addiction that he enjoys dearly, and not to mention is readily available and normalised to the point where you’re considered weird if you don’t indulge?
Faith in God. Allow me to elaborate.
Addiction friction
I think the reason a lot of people fail to give up addictions is because they secretly subconsciously don’t want to.
I’ve found that to engender major lifestyle change you need to build a significant amount of friction with the habit in question, you must hate your vice, resent what it does to you. This is a clip I filmed the day after my last drinking session (I suitably named ‘the last supper’) before my 3 months of sobriety, you can literally hear the hate for alcohol in my voice:
But the issue is most people just do simply love smoking/drinking/porn etc too much (and by love, I mean enjoy the benefits far more than they resent the disbenefits). The benefits may not even outweigh the disbenefits either, they may have just trained themselves to ignore the negatives and only see the positives the their vice (for example: regular smokers may subconsciously train themselves to ignore their regular cough - ignore the negatives).
With this in mind, I’ve found a method that allowed me to go from abusive drinking multiple nights per week (until literally 9am in some cases) to being stone-cold sober for 3 months, but there is one critical ingredient: faith in God. If you don’t have this, keep learning. I whole-heartedly believe that any true diligent critical thinker will eventually find his way to God one way or another.
So first, you’ve got to build friction with the vice in question, emphasise the disbenefits in your mind with force. Don’t be fair, be completely biased against your vice. Don’t think of masturbating as ‘relieving yourself’, think of it with yourself in 3rd person, fucking your hand to a video of another man fucking a woman, you just being a little chump monkey, every time you bust you automatically lose 100ng/dl of testosterone; you get the point. In my case, I completely disregarded any benefits that alcohol allowed, it became the sole reason for my lack of success in my mind, as demonstrated here:
Gods part to play
Then once you’ve built some friction with this vice, when praying try and make a promise to God: ‘I will stop wanking for 3 months’. This is a great litmus test, as if you haven’t built sufficient friction with your vice, then your voice will falter and the words dissolve in your mouth. You cannot lie before God, and you’ll know in your heart that you aren’t ready to give it up yet. Thus, go back to building friction, and being highly critical of your vice.
Eventually, you’ll reach a point where you’ll be able to look God in ‘the eyes’ so to speak and make a promise. Once you utter these words, you’ll know in your heart that your drinking/masturbating/vaping whatever it is days are over. It’s important to now view yourself as someone who doesn’t drink/vape etc, you’re a new person now, a man of your word.
Out of the woods
Following this, it’ll still be hard, but you now have your word to keep to God which will make it infinitely easier. It gives you a divine layer of accountability which far surpasses willpower. When the devil dangles your vice in front of you within an arm’s reach, it won’t have the same appeal, you aren’t that person anymore, and you have your word to keep.
Hence why I managed to give up drinking for 3 months after struggling with alcohol problems. Truth be told, it wasn’t massively hard either.
When you truly have God on your side, nothing is.
Also, I’ve recently made the promise to God to do 6 months of sobriety, and therefore I’m on the sparkling water all summer. I hope this tool serves you well in combatting your personal vices gentlemen.
Side note
Additionally, now it would be false of me not to state this, but recently a month or so into sobriety I did have a couple glasses of wine in the south of France. This was just to taste the local vintage and I wasn’t drinking to get drunk thus I felt justified at the time, but retrospectively I do regret it and I have since asked for forgiveness. However I did have complete control, and luckily I didn’t quite drink until 8am whilst speaking to myself and crying. But I just wanted to be completely real and transparent with you boys.
Much obliged for reading, please do leave a comment down below. Also, if you’re interested in seeing me shit on alcohol for 10 minutes straight, the clips in this article were taken from this video, I start talking about why I hate alcohol at 3:13.
