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so, i've heard about 'memory bubbles', and i've started having some since the booze has cleared out of my head. had another one just a bit ago i wanted to share... probably because it's the least painful one i've had, and feel a little more comfortable putting it out there.
i just took my kids to the new library in our neighborhood... and halfway there, hello, memory!
last time we went, i was looking for books on alcoholism (about two weeks before i joined SR.) it's a brand new library, and the shelves are still woefully empty. couldn't find any books on my own, so i asked for help (yes, i told the librarian i needed it for a friend. honestly.) anyway, she looked and couldn't find any either. i thanked her...
and then hussled my kids right out, all the while speaking freely and none too quietly about how much "this library sucks! what a piece of crap this place is. we're never coming back to this pathetic excuse of a library!"
as you may have guessed... i was far from sober that day. the memory is a but foggy still, but guessing at the time we were there, i was probably one whole bottle of red into my day.
a drunk mom, kids in tow, looking for books on alcoholism for a 'friend', full of rage when no books could be found. classy disease, ain't it?
but you know what? i don't ever have to do that again! i can wake up every morning and say, "i'm not drinking today." (which is exactly what i said again first thing this morning, for the 18th day running.)
i'm grateful to have a chance to choose sobriety everyday.
thanks for letting me share...
i just took my kids to the new library in our neighborhood... and halfway there, hello, memory!
last time we went, i was looking for books on alcoholism (about two weeks before i joined SR.) it's a brand new library, and the shelves are still woefully empty. couldn't find any books on my own, so i asked for help (yes, i told the librarian i needed it for a friend. honestly.) anyway, she looked and couldn't find any either. i thanked her...
and then hussled my kids right out, all the while speaking freely and none too quietly about how much "this library sucks! what a piece of crap this place is. we're never coming back to this pathetic excuse of a library!"
as you may have guessed... i was far from sober that day. the memory is a but foggy still, but guessing at the time we were there, i was probably one whole bottle of red into my day.
a drunk mom, kids in tow, looking for books on alcoholism for a 'friend', full of rage when no books could be found. classy disease, ain't it?
but you know what? i don't ever have to do that again! i can wake up every morning and say, "i'm not drinking today." (which is exactly what i said again first thing this morning, for the 18th day running.)
i'm grateful to have a chance to choose sobriety everyday.
thanks for letting me share...
Congrats on 18 days and thanks for sharing your story.
I spoke with an addiction doctor who I knew through his wife about resources for a friend. lol I'm sure he thought I was the friend, until about halfway through the conversation when I told him I had recently quit for almost 11 months. He then seemed to believe that I really was talking about a friend.
I spoke with an addiction doctor who I knew through his wife about resources for a friend. lol I'm sure he thought I was the friend, until about halfway through the conversation when I told him I had recently quit for almost 11 months. He then seemed to believe that I really was talking about a friend.
so, i've heard about 'memory bubbles', and i've started having some since the booze has cleared out of my head. had another one just a bit ago i wanted to share... probably because it's the least painful one i've had, and feel a little more comfortable putting it out there.
i just took my kids to the new library in our neighborhood... and halfway there, hello, memory!
last time we went, i was looking for books on alcoholism (about two weeks before i joined SR.) it's a brand new library, and the shelves are still woefully empty. couldn't find any books on my own, so i asked for help (yes, i told the librarian i needed it for a friend. honestly.) anyway, she looked and couldn't find any either. i thanked her...
and then hussled my kids right out, all the while speaking freely and none too quietly about how much "this library sucks! what a piece of crap this place is. we're never coming back to this pathetic excuse of a library!"
as you may have guessed... i was far from sober that day. the memory is a but foggy still, but guessing at the time we were there, i was probably one whole bottle of red into my day.
a drunk mom, kids in tow, looking for books on alcoholism for a 'friend', full of rage when no books could be found. classy disease, ain't it?
but you know what? i don't ever have to do that again! i can wake up every morning and say, "i'm not drinking today." (which is exactly what i said again first thing this morning, for the 18th day running.)
i'm grateful to have a chance to choose sobriety everyday.
thanks for letting me share...
i just took my kids to the new library in our neighborhood... and halfway there, hello, memory!
last time we went, i was looking for books on alcoholism (about two weeks before i joined SR.) it's a brand new library, and the shelves are still woefully empty. couldn't find any books on my own, so i asked for help (yes, i told the librarian i needed it for a friend. honestly.) anyway, she looked and couldn't find any either. i thanked her...
and then hussled my kids right out, all the while speaking freely and none too quietly about how much "this library sucks! what a piece of crap this place is. we're never coming back to this pathetic excuse of a library!"
as you may have guessed... i was far from sober that day. the memory is a but foggy still, but guessing at the time we were there, i was probably one whole bottle of red into my day.
a drunk mom, kids in tow, looking for books on alcoholism for a 'friend', full of rage when no books could be found. classy disease, ain't it?
but you know what? i don't ever have to do that again! i can wake up every morning and say, "i'm not drinking today." (which is exactly what i said again first thing this morning, for the 18th day running.)
i'm grateful to have a chance to choose sobriety everyday.
thanks for letting me share...
So thats what those flashbacks are called huh, memory bubbles? I like it, Im going to use that. Ive had my fair share, but I get them more and more now after the anniversary of my 2nd years of sobriety. They aren't embarrassing to me at this stage of my life, nor do I feel guilty. Its nice to just feel, and not be numb. To process them for what they are and be able to move on, in a healthy way. They remind me of how far I come, so I usually like them.
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