Cow - thank you for the welcome.
Yes looking back at my join date, a couple months before you, causes me some pain and sadness. But then I think about how Jay Z says 30 is the new 20 and I figure that must mean 40 is the new 30 and I'm feeling better.
In all seriousness, I'm on day 30something (not in the mood to count day to day these days - I have an app on my phone doing that for me).
This last bender down drunk lane had me finishing cheap pints of vodka in a rental car before work, lying lying lying, in ugly shape, avoiding my family and obligations and on and on.
Think I finally have enough reasons to stop for good and stay stopped. But I'm not stupid enough (all I have to do is go back and read my old posts (ah SR what a cruel therapist you can be) to see I've felt confident in sobriety before and lost it) to think I have this brutal, shameful, all-encompassing disorder licked.
I'm here though. And trying.
I like to tell myself - no one is coming to save me.
What are you doing to stay the course this time?