Five little words
I remember the feeling of dread that overwhelmed me on June 22, 2009, when the doctor told me I was "probably" an alcoholic. Deep down I knew he was right, but I never wanted to admit it to myself. It was the hardest thing in the world to think that I could NEVER have another beer again. For almost 30 years that beer was my crutch, my escape, my best friend when nobody else was there for me. How could I possibly abandon the one constant in my life since I was 14 years old???
Five words kept ringing through my head...five words that would turn my life around...five words that would help me deal with life with a sober mind and a clear conscience.
Today is the 260th straight "one day at a time". I don't know what tomorrow will bring, but if I start it with just five little words ("I will not drink today"), I know I can face any problem that may arise.