I did it!
I managed to survive the day I was dreading. Airport and all without a solitary tear nor a thought of a drink. Plus I saw the ex who dumped me and maintained decorum and did not cry over that either. I kept it brief. Maybe I'm still in shock over the day, but I feel decent. Thankful.
Not to mention I have 30 days...today.
Today wasn't my favourite day ever, but it is life. That said? If I want to live, I have to deal. If I had drunk I would be a useless, emotional heap on the floor right about now. Drunk texting and just plain cutting my nose to spite my face.
Tomorrow I get to wake up clear headed after actually sleeping. No pangs of anxiety startling me awake. No insaitable thirst. No shakes. No embarrassment nor shame.
Thank you all for being here. Following a plan, a program and really committing to getting well with you all supporting is a cozy, homey feeling.
((group hug))
Jules