11 months today....16th
I’m proud of myself for making it this far. I needed to stop drinking wine, it was stealing my kids, my memories, my spirituality. Life is better, lonely still, but much better. I’m a better Dad, my depression isn’t so manic, I’m not wasting money, my self esteem is better, work is more productive, and I’m grateful to SR for being a community who is here, cares and applies a well placed kick in the butt when needed. I still have moments, and some days a bottle of Porte wine still sounds like heaven, but it’s not....it’s my ticket back to the trap, to the hell I so desperately wanted out of 11 months ago......I won’t forget trying to get past day 3, celebrating day 9 like I had won a marathon. Being amazed at 90 days, triple digits, sober holidays, going to bed, not just being passed out. Getting back to singing, guitars, playing out. Bein somebody, flawed, but not loathed, lonely, but not ostracized.
The struggle isn’t easy, but the best thing I can think of for many years.
Stay strong, sobriety is for each of you......simply being free, is never wrong.
Blessings