Message in a Bottle
Into the third month and the mist is starting to lift. Still missing lots of things despite a meticulous set of order for everything in our house. Was searching today and found an EMPTY bottle of vodka behind some books. No idea when I put it there but it was a stark reminder of how bad things had gotten. Good timing too, I was depressed and looking to strike out against something and sobriety is always an easy target. My evil self likes to convince me that I can drink and keep it under control because life still sucks even though I am not drinking. But there was a message in that bottle....almost as if it was left by a stranger for me to find. The stranger who lived in my house, wore my clothes and drank a 780ml each day...often opening the bottle before arriving home. I don't want to let that person back into my life. Pressing on I guess.