Survivor Guilt?
Hey peeps,
I haven’t posted in a long time but have been sober nearly nine years. Today I found out something that kind of threw me for a loop. I saw on Facebook that my best friend from college when we were raging drinkers needs a new liver, and I can only assume the prognosis is grim. We drifted apart over the years and he wasn’t always the best friend, but this news has me feeling sad and a bit wierd. I wonder if anyone can relate. No need to worry about my sobriety, it’s not an issue any more. Not sure, but maybe I feel guilty living and recovering where my former drinking buddy is on the ropes and likely going down?