Morning all!
Waking up to lots of things this morning:
- Day 39 of being stone cold sober
- My birthday - 35 years old today!
- Awaiting an offer from the new job I interviewed for
- Down 5.1 lbs in the last 9 days
Now, a normal person would be happy for all of the above, as they are generally positive things. Me? I keep thinking when will the other shoe drop? For example, I'm beating myself up that I haven't lost more weight, that I won't get the job because my references won't check out, that I'm pretty alone on my birthday after isolating pretty heavily the last 3 years, why I don't have a partner and haven't dated in 3+ years, etc. When will I ever just be content? Sigh. I hate this anxious, negative way I turn good into bad.
Anyway, not going to drink today. Going to celebrate the day with a dental cleaning, a hair appointment and, if the weather holds up, dinner with my parents.
Sounds like everyone is doing well - you guys rock! 👍