If there was ever a day when I INSISTED on getting drunk, it was Christmas Eve. Especially right now- everything has closed in my small little town, it's quiet enough to hear a pin drop, & the wind is cold & howling. It's wonderful not to have the depression I was constantly suffering from, not realizing the booze just made everything that much worse. This was the time of year when I did my best to drink myself into oblivion every single day, promising to the lord & myself I would stop drinking come New Year's Day. Over & over & over & over & over.......................
I am SO grateful & glad to finally get off that sick, soul- destroying merry-go-round after SO many seemingly hopeless years. If I could make it through my first Christmas a year ago clean/sober, so can you! Never give up, never quit fighting..........
