Today, I know I make some drinkers uncomfortable just by being in the same room, especially because I am public about my sobriety. Oh how the tables have turned. But my experience has taught me to be compassionate to those who are still out there drinking and using, because I know exactly how they feel.
The first and most important stop on our road trip back to New York was Las Vegas. I'd never been before so the idea was to make a straight-edge gonzo piece about my first impressions of Sin City uninfluenced by drugs or alcohol, a sacrilegiously sterile homage to that beautiful man, Hunter S. Thompson, who I had the time, resources and spirit to emulate in my late teens, early twenties.
The majority of what I write has to do with the blessings that sobriety has brought to me, and most of the time that is truly how I feel about being sober. However, I wouldn't be an alcoholic if I didn't occasionally wish I could just throw caution to the wind and drink like everyone around me does.