Day 7
I didn't post last night - but I did get through day 6 without to much trouble. We did go out for dinner last night - gourmet - and before that would have been an invitation for a nice glass of wine. I didn't.
And today, we had a picnic with an outdoor concert - with a cooler full of beer and other mixers. I didn't.
Mini successes - but altogether - it means my first week of sobriety. I'm feeling pretty good and pretty darn proud of myself. I do hope it gets easier as time goes on. Tomorrow I start week two...
I feel better already and being sober seems to be helping me handle my grief better too - I'm not sinking into the dark hole of dispair like I had been. Before I couldn't climb out. Now I'm able to identify - acknowledge - and talk myself through those moments.
I've started workiing on a picture book - and was even able to open a pkg from the coroner's office that I've been sitting on in fear for 3 months.
I will survive.