Very early in my sobriety journey, threads like these made me feel not so alone.
The also made me come to terms with my alcoholism. When I was trying to figure it all out. They were relatable.
Now with a bit more time under my belt, I understand why the best thing we can do for ourselves is begin to move forward. Dwelling In the past tends to keep us stuck, because barring a death, getting your "drink on" always has a slight and subtle undertone of "fun and frivolity". Party party party !
It's ingrained in us .
And once you get it, you realize there is NOTHING funny or humorous or lighthearted about flirting with death.
Our own or, heaven forbid, another's.
In retrospect, I now reflect on my drunkalogues and shudder at the thought. Most I can't even believe I survived.
It serves to remind me of how insidious this disease really is.