He poured the rest down the sink. He didn't feel like he was losing a friend; he felt like he’d just been told he didn't have to wear heavy, wet coats in the middle of summer anymore.
The most transformative moment came when he stopped looking at sobriety as a "sacrifice." Carr’s logic dismantled the illusion: If alcohol genuinely helped with stress, wouldn't the heaviest drinkers be the most relaxed people on earth? Instead, they were the most anxious, because the drink only "relieved" the withdrawal symptoms created by the previous drink.
Months later, James was at a wedding. In the past, he would have been eyeing the waiter, calculating how many bottles were left on the table. Now, he watched the "happy" drinkers slowly lose their ability to hold a conversation, their faces flushing as they chased a "high" that was really just the temporary easing of a self-inflicted itch.