Stepping back into some old stomping grounds
Stepping back into some old stomping grounds
Tonight, at 10 1/2 months sober, I at the invitation of some friends, came back to one of my old ( now refurbished as a wing restaurant) watering holes. This place was my go-to bar for 3-4 years of my drinking career. My favorite watering hole along with one other place.
It felt weird stepping on to the property. At first like there was some power there. Then I remembered. Today I have the power. A higher power that works in my life. So I didn't have to get lost looking for the back door. I didn't have to puke in the bathroom. I didn't have to knock down bar stools or be asked to leave by the staff. And I didn't have to drink. I am really blessed to be here sober today.
It felt weird stepping on to the property. At first like there was some power there. Then I remembered. Today I have the power. A higher power that works in my life. So I didn't have to get lost looking for the back door. I didn't have to puke in the bathroom. I didn't have to knock down bar stools or be asked to leave by the staff. And I didn't have to drink. I am really blessed to be here sober today.
Its almost like seeing it through clear eyes for the first time. It holds no power.
I get the same when I go past liquor stores and bars I used to frequent. It's part of another life not this one and I feel neither regret nor relief when I pass them. They are just there.
I get the same when I go past liquor stores and bars I used to frequent. It's part of another life not this one and I feel neither regret nor relief when I pass them. They are just there.
Thank you all for the sharing! Yeah, like once I realized the person that used to walk in those doors is not who I am today, it all passed. When I left, this little voice said something like, "you know you could go back in there no one would see you now." I didn't even dignify it with a response.
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