A while back, I heard a comedian deliver a routine about what happens when you die. I wish I could remember his name, because his insight not only made me laugh but also inspired this article. If you happen to know who it was, feel free to share his name in the comments—I’d love to give credit where it’s due.
The joke went something like this:
“People ask, ‘What happens when we die?’ I’ll tell you what happens: Everything happens. The garbage man still comes. Traffic still builds up on the interstate. Leaves fall in autumn and sprout back in spring. The sun rises in the east and sets in the west. Everything happens when you die.”
At the time, I laughed at the absurd yet undeniable truth of that punchline. Life goes on, with or without us. I didn’t know then how much this simple observation would resonate with me, not in the context of death but in the context of sobriety.
The Death of a Part of Me
I’m no expert on sobriety. I’m just someone who’s been through the early days of it and understands how it can feel like the death of something familiar. Even in those first few days, staying sober felt monumental to me—like stepping into an entirely different world I didn’t quite recognize yet.
For years, drinking had been a constant presence in my life, something I relied on to cope, to celebrate, or simply to get through the day. The thought of stopping wasn’t just daunting—it felt impossible. So when I managed even a short stretch without alcohol, it felt like a lifetime had passed.
And yet, during those first few days, I couldn’t stop thinking about the sentiment from that comedian’s joke. Sobriety, for me, feels like a kind of death—the death of a part of me that had been present for decades. Drinking was like an old friend, albeit a destructive one. This friend was toxic and manipulative, but we’d been through a lot together. We’d laughed, celebrated, and coped with life’s stressors side by side.
And now, that friend is gone. For all the pain drinking caused me, it also filled a space in my life that feels strangely empty now. Sobriety is not just about not drinking; it’s about mourning the loss of something that, for better or worse, was a major part of my identity.
Life Goes On
But here’s what I’ve realized in these early days of sobriety: Everything happens when you get sober.
The world didn’t stop because I stopped drinking.
Just like in the joke, life goes on. The world didn’t stop because I stopped drinking. The New York Mets game still comes on TV. Dinner still needs to be made. Homework still needs to be checked. The sun rises in the east, sets in the west, and the garbage man still comes on Tuesday mornings.
For years, I built my life around drinking. It was my reward at the end of a long day, my way of unwinding, celebrating, or numbing out. So when I stopped drinking, I expected the world to shift, to pause, or at least to acknowledge the seismic change I was experiencing.
But it didn’t. Life kept moving, indifferent to the fact that I had made one of the hardest decisions of my life. At first, this felt cruel. Shouldn’t the world notice when I’m going through something this significant? Shouldn’t it stop—or at least slow down—just for a moment?
But the truth is, the constancy of life has been one of the most comforting aspects of getting sober. Everything happening as it always has is a reminder that I can adapt. I can fit into this version of the world without alcohol. Sobriety hasn’t stopped the clock, but it’s given me the clarity to engage with life in a way I never could when I was drinking.
What Happens When You Get Sober?
When people ask me, “What happens when you get sober?” my answer is simple: Everything happens.
Sobriety doesn’t make life easier. It doesn’t make the world kinder or slower or more accommodating. Life keeps moving at its relentless pace. But here’s the difference: when you’re sober, you’re actually present for it.
The Mets game still comes on, but now I actually remember who pitched the ninth inning. Dinner still needs to be made, but now I enjoy the process instead of rushing through it to get to my next drink. Homework still needs to be checked, but now I can be patient with my kids when they’re struggling, instead of snapping at them because I want to get back to my glass of whiskey.
Everything happens when you get sober—not because the world changes, but because you do.
A New Perspective
In these early days, I’ve started to realize that sobriety isn’t about what you lose; it’s about what you gain. At first, it feels like a sacrifice. You’re giving up your coping mechanism, your social lubricant, your crutch. But then you start to notice what fills the space alcohol once occupied.
You notice the taste of your food. The sound of your kids’ laughter. The satisfaction of completing a task without the haze of a hangover. You notice life—and that’s something I hadn’t done in a long time.
Sobriety doesn’t stop life from happening. It doesn’t shield you from its challenges or hardships. But it does allow you to fully experience the moments that matter, to be present for the people you love, and to show up for yourself in a way you never could before.
Everything Happens
So, what happens when you get sober? Everything happens. Life keeps going, but you get to live it instead of just enduring it.
For those of you who are struggling with the idea of quitting, I want you to know that the world won’t stop when you stop drinking. But it will start to feel more vibrant, more real, and more yours.
If you’re asking yourself what sobriety will take away, try asking yourself what it might give you instead. Because from where I stand, the view is pretty incredible.
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