Second weekend
Second weekend
Saturday morning of my second weekend. I spent the first weekend going a more physical experience. I sucked sweets last night, and now I am up with the birds. It's so ordinary, but I am so grateful and feel an underlying excitement.
I am starting to think about the "slips" that have led me back to drinking I have had before. Some of these I have gone into various varieties of "i can handle this moderation thing etc', other rationalisations. For the last year a bit of a mixture of 'stuff it" arrogance, fear of giving it another go and failing again, and being plain tired.
I am starting to think about those "insane" moments that precede relapse. I have learnt a lot reading some of the personal stories in the big book. I do tend to over-think things but as hard as it is to get where I am I know there are dangers ahead.
I am starting to think about the "slips" that have led me back to drinking I have had before. Some of these I have gone into various varieties of "i can handle this moderation thing etc', other rationalisations. For the last year a bit of a mixture of 'stuff it" arrogance, fear of giving it another go and failing again, and being plain tired.
I am starting to think about those "insane" moments that precede relapse. I have learnt a lot reading some of the personal stories in the big book. I do tend to over-think things but as hard as it is to get where I am I know there are dangers ahead.
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