i know i swore off the whining, but i'm at the teeth clenching phase of the craving and i'm having a hard time keeping up my stoicism. it's all familiar territory, yet somehow the magnitude and force of the inner revolt that mounts against the booze drought still shocks (as it does every time). i'm a bit better than i was yesterday, so i've got that going, but as the head clears and life comes in to sharper focus, well, that's when real courage is called upon. i have no doubt that sober life isn't less complicated or unpleasant in the long run than an actively alcoholic one, my challenge is in continuing to see thru the current moment where soft focus, subjective reality, and a drink is unquestionably the easier (in the sense of less resistance and discomfort) way. i've got a habit of getting caught in moments.
thanks all for the encouragement. it was a helpful way to start the weekend.