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Let’s dive into one of my future tales I plan to tell from the “How I Killed My Mother” podcast, featuring not only introspective musings about life and love but also about navigating the fizzy, dizzy world of cocktails into the golden years. This particular upcoming episode? I think it will be a potent mix of humor, revelations, and a teeny-tiny bit of regret, seasoned generously with the best gay stories podcast vibe.

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So, picture this: just as we close the book on my colorful decade-long dance with drugs, we pirouette gracefully (or not so gracefully) into a narrative about my love affair with drinking. Ah, drinking – that pastime that whispers seductively, “Come, let’s forget about tomorrow!” You might be thinking, “Oh, honey, sounds like you’re in denial.” And to that, I say, “Is it denial, or am I just in a committed relationship with my cocktails?”

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Here’s the sobering (pun intended) reality: my family passed down the ‘alcohol-loving gene’, transforming me into a superhero at the bar. Yet, as the plot thickens and the glasses clink less often, I realize that the allure of drinking is fading, much like my ability to recover the morning after.

Why, you ask? Well, firstly, everyone, from my sprightly younger pals to my wise older mates, agrees: drinking like we’re auditioning for a role in “The Hangover Part IV” just isn’t as simple anymore. Our lives, crammed with attempts to climb the career ladder, pursue passions (mine’s writing, by the way), and somehow save for retirement, have turned into a juggling act that would put circus performers to shame.

The Challenge

Enter my Chicago friends, a delightful bunch who, upon hearing my bold declaration to ditch alcohol for 50 days, ( over a decade ago) offered the same support one might offer a fish riding a bicycle – none. Even David, my beau, at the time, challenged me with, “When have you ever turned down a martini?” And I accepted that Challenge.

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In that time that I had embraced sobriety, I had to attend a dinner for Sylvia’s 78th birthday, an event that could only be described as my personal Prohibition’s downfall. Sylvia, a mentor in the art of vodka appreciation, was celebrating, and I, aiming to keep my vow of sobriety, found myself in the middle of a martini-fueled maelstrom.

Sylvia wasn’t just any friend; she was an icon, an author, an astrologer – the kind of woman who could command a room with her charisma. But that night, as martini followed martini, my resolve dissolved faster than the ice in our glasses.

 I blame her! Not my fault!

It was a cocktail of guilt, and I argued with Sylvia the whole time I drank it. But this saga wasn’t just about battling the bottle but also about the battles within – guilt, friendship, and the quest for self-improvement.

The commitment to the dry spell was only supposed to be the 50-days leading up to my 50th birthday. I was seeking clarity and perhaps a bit of redemption, and it was my own personal journey, for the sake of winning a bet. It was a quest to be better – for my writing, for my friends, and for myself. And I lost. I threw in the towel. And I have never quit drinking after that time.

Am I an alcoholic? Hell no. But as I get older my body is rejecting second helping of any drink and I am now struggling with that. And I don’t like that.

Stay tuned for more tales that weave through the complexities of life, friendship, and the occasional vodka straight, all while aiming to be the best gay stories podcast out there. Because, darling, life is too short, and the stories? They’re just too good not to be shared.

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