Today marks, One hundred and eighty freaking awesome sober days in 2015 !!!
I kinda can't even wrap my head around this. It has been, a very challenging 6 months. I have faced some of my genuinely greatest fears in life, sober. Now.
There was a time, in my twenties and thirties that should have been my "prime". However, I could barely leave the house. Alcohol had rendered me agoraphobic. Panic ridden. Depressed. Filled with a raging inferiority complex and full of self loathing. This ebbed and flowed throughout the decades, seemingly directly paralleled with my alcohol consumption. I thought the drinking was helping. That's a truth, I am embarrassed to admit.
Denial in its greatest display.
I'm rapidly approaching the wrong side of 40 lol, and I haven't ever, in all my years, feel like I feel right now. I imagine, this is what I should of felt like back in my prime. I expect 50 is going to be my new 30.
No one said it was going to be easy, just that it would be worth it.
Thanks for walking with me, and holding my hand, on this journey. ..
XO AO