When my parents forced me to get sober, I was convinced I would never be happy again. I didn't think I would ever enjoy weekends at college. I didn't think I would fit in with my friends anymore. I didn't think I would be a happy person, period, without alcohol in my life.
Almost 20 months later, I've realized how wrong I was. I miss almost nothing about my old life -- mostly because I am still able to live it, minus one thing: the booze. By losing that one thing, I have gained back so many others that I didn't even realize I had lost at the hands of alcohol.