A Blonde’s Guide to Chelsea Drinking Culture
Last Night’s Regret
Woke up this morning with a headache that felt like divine punishment and a text message I absolutely should not have sent. The text was to Marcus, who I definitely said I was done with after he showed up to our third date wearing Crocs with socks. According to recent statistics, nearly 28,000 Londoners sought help for alcohol issues last year.
The Chelsea House of Temporary Reflection
My friend Chloe mentioned the Chelsea House of Temporary Reflection, which sounds like a yoga studio but is actually a recovery facility for people who’ve had too much fun with prosecco and Instagram. The Guardian reports that London has become the world capital of expensive self-improvement, which makes sense because we’re also the world capital of expensive self-destruction.
Why We Keep Making the Same Mistakes
Marcus texted back this morning saying we should “definitely hang out again,” which means he either didn’t notice my Crocs commentary or has chosen to ignore it. The Priory Group operates facilities across London that treat what they diplomatically call “lifestyle velocity.”
What Actually Helps
My flatmate suggested I try actually not drinking for a month, which sounded extreme until she pointed out that I’ve tried everything except the obvious solution. She’s recently started attending support meetings in church halls with bad coffee. Britain has forgotten many things, but we’re excellent at pretending difficult things aren’t happening.
According to treatment specialists, the most common barrier to recovery isn’t cost or availability. It’s the conversation most people have with themselves where they decide they have everything under control. The answer has always been no. Some things require professional intervention.
SOURCE: prat.uk/rehab-london
