For the most part, what I write about my personal life online is from my digital troll persona. Ninety-nine percent of my social media posts can be summed up as a string of incoherent Facebook babbling and Tinder screenshots that leave many wondering "trolling or unhinged?" It's tongue-in-cheek entertainment, not to be taken literally. (Which might make more sense if you've met me in person.)
But this post is very different. There is no trolling. I want you to know that I am 100% serious with everything that I'm about to say.
I'm writing this post for two reasons. First, I suspect that many entrepreneurs and fitness professionals quietly deal with issues around alcohol. But more importantly, this is the first time I'm actually admitting these issues to myself.
For the last two years, I've battled an an ongoing struggle with alcoholism. Of course, to those who know me well in person, "coming out" about being an alcoholic may seem like hearing that Lance Bass just came out of the closet. Except that even my closest friends probably don't know the extent to which I drink.
Since 2014, I've drank to the tune of 15-20 drinks per day. Unfortunately, that's not a typo. I remember (or don't remember) all too many consecutive nights in which I easily polished off a fifth of vodka and some additional beers on top. Or three bottles of wine. Pick your poison.