My 11th Sunday waking feeling fresh and "Normal" as nature intended without the remnants of chemicals surging around my battered body and mind. It feels great not to be a slave to a chemical. I felt like a robot who was programmed only to get his next fix of booze most Sunday mornings and if I had no booze to drink as soon as I awoke then I would either have to resign myself to a miserable day of depression, lethargy and regrets or just go get some more booze to numb the pain of what I was doing repeatedly to myself.
What a complete and utter wreck of a person I had become.
I am grateful I am sober today!