I'm So Very, Very Sad Today
As my sobriety date approaches, I'm starting to grieve. My feelings about giving up alcohol are like those following my divorce. Grief for the history and life we built together, the fun we had, the comfortable familiarity. Coming home and connecting at the end of the day, going to sleep and waking up together. The mussy-haired mornings we shared, and the black-tie evenings.
It's like standing at the doorway, suitcase in hand. That moment when you struggle to walk out but your whole soul is crying. You want to turn around and say, "No. I'm not leaving you. I love you. We can make this work. We just both need to try a little harder."
I'm actually crying as I share this.