9 months without a drink...
9 months without a drink...
Today is my 9 month mark!!
Got through the 4th, week long vacation on Cape Code. Was not really easy for me to watch other people drinking, etc. Thankfully there were so many other things to do and stay busy with. So I got through another milestone, the 4th of July. I did have a small slip with pot though, I smoked it once (a very small amount ) the night of the 2nd and it really really reminded me why I stopped smoking it over 4 months ago. I HATE the way it makes my eyes feel and it gave me an anxiety attack, so I think I've finally learned my lesson on that one.
Other than that, doing well. Hope everyone else is too!!
Got through the 4th, week long vacation on Cape Code. Was not really easy for me to watch other people drinking, etc. Thankfully there were so many other things to do and stay busy with. So I got through another milestone, the 4th of July. I did have a small slip with pot though, I smoked it once (a very small amount ) the night of the 2nd and it really really reminded me why I stopped smoking it over 4 months ago. I HATE the way it makes my eyes feel and it gave me an anxiety attack, so I think I've finally learned my lesson on that one.
Other than that, doing well. Hope everyone else is too!!
Thanks Least, I really have come a long way in that 9 months. When I arrived here last fall, I was an overweight, out of shape, deeply depressed, chemically addicted daily drinker and pot smoker. Slowly but surely, I've made improvements in all these areas of my life, and others. But wow, 9 months without a drink, it still blows my mind. Can't say enough how much this forum helped me all along the way.
Sometimes I get nervous (scared) sometimes I feel like my sobriety from alcohol is tenuous at best, subject to the same shifting whims of desire and thinking that came over me last week and caused me to smoke that little bit of pot, or a month or so ago when I took a few vikes while getting tattooed. I can honestly say that so far I have had no real significant cravings to drink, no real desires that needed to be fought off or worse: given in to. It's almost like my "not drinking" and my sober time (9 months) is a baby that I protect above and beyond all the other things I protect in my life right now. I'm still so worried that someday I will feel about a drink the way I felt about that pot, or those pills and that the war will start again, and I will be right back where I was, drinking heavily every day. So I write, I read, I think constantly about where I came from, and what it took to get me here, and I hope that I can avoid that. I think I can, but I have seen enough from myself to know that it's possible, that someday I could be someplace and all of a sudden think "it would be OK to have a drink, have a drink." And that I would...
The simple cliches still work best for me. One day at a time, and progress not perfection.
The simple cliches still work best for me. One day at a time, and progress not perfection.
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