Day 441
Its day 441.
Drinking is the furthest thing from my mind.
At the moment, I am trying to live the most honest life I can. I feel productive and mentally sharp, but I am so lonely.
I suppose I am living with the fact that I did not make important decisions and choices when I was drinking. Now I have to live with them. I feel trapped, I feel life is unfair at times and hard.
My life is very basic now and thats fine. I don't need or expect more. I work, look after my child, go to bed.
It would just be ice to have someone who understood, someone who cared.
The only way I can describe it is being the odd one stood all alone in a chattering crowd of millions who all know each other.
Sorry for this post. Its not good.