Sobriety is a privilege. And a luxury.
Its a cold and its a broken hallelujah.
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Sobriety is a privilege. And a luxury.
During an exceptionally difficult period of emotional sh1tstorms this last week, I have been forced to evaluate both my own sobriety, as well as the sober path in general.
Both, in more depth than I really cared to.
I had a major case of the "wah wahs" that was dangling the booze in front of my face. As if it was a prize of some sort. Mentally thinking that I have managed to deal with A. and therefore deserved to get drunk. Or, I had faced B. square on. And I owed it to myself to tamp down with a few bottles.
The AV has been a constant whisper, luring me with promises of oblivion and respite.
Sweet oblivion. How I miss your abuse...
Interestingly, what I was having to face was a loved ones own sobriety struggle.
How ironic that I would see fit to handle it, by throwing in my own towel...
In a momentary flash of lucidity, I realized, where I am, is where his goal is to be. Granted, he doesn't want to put the work in. But who really does ? And I had to accept the absolute truth that nothing, nothing, NOTHING worth having, has any real value to our life journey, if there is no blood, sweat and tears happening underneath it.
I decided that sobriety is a privilege and a luxury not afforded to many. And that I had to completely change my attitude, which at that time, was that I was lacking something. Or missing out. Or doing without. Or white knuckling. Or struggling.
Not being willing, to evaluate your life, with a sober stance, feet fully planted in the ground, is the real punishment.
Not being able to throw off the shackles of addiction is the true prison.
We've got it all wrong. This is living.
And doing it all sober, while battling your demons, is the Hero's Journey.
Both, in more depth than I really cared to.
I had a major case of the "wah wahs" that was dangling the booze in front of my face. As if it was a prize of some sort. Mentally thinking that I have managed to deal with A. and therefore deserved to get drunk. Or, I had faced B. square on. And I owed it to myself to tamp down with a few bottles.
The AV has been a constant whisper, luring me with promises of oblivion and respite.
Sweet oblivion. How I miss your abuse...
Interestingly, what I was having to face was a loved ones own sobriety struggle.
How ironic that I would see fit to handle it, by throwing in my own towel...
In a momentary flash of lucidity, I realized, where I am, is where his goal is to be. Granted, he doesn't want to put the work in. But who really does ? And I had to accept the absolute truth that nothing, nothing, NOTHING worth having, has any real value to our life journey, if there is no blood, sweat and tears happening underneath it.
I decided that sobriety is a privilege and a luxury not afforded to many. And that I had to completely change my attitude, which at that time, was that I was lacking something. Or missing out. Or doing without. Or white knuckling. Or struggling.
Not being willing, to evaluate your life, with a sober stance, feet fully planted in the ground, is the real punishment.
Not being able to throw off the shackles of addiction is the true prison.
We've got it all wrong. This is living.
And doing it all sober, while battling your demons, is the Hero's Journey.
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Another Sunday and AO is still standing. Proud of you sweet sista. This calls for a song.
Boston "Don't Look Back" - Fan Video, with Lyrics - YouTube
Boston "Don't Look Back" - Fan Video, with Lyrics - YouTube
Its a cold and its a broken hallelujah.
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Originally Posted by silentrun 
Another Sunday and AO is still standing. Proud of you sweet sista. This calls for a song.
Boston "Don't Look Back" - Fan Video, with Lyrics - YouTube
Boston "Don't Look Back" - Fan Video, with Lyrics - YouTube
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Amen. I scraped, clawed and struggled my way to this sober life. Like so many who have walked before me and the many who will walk after.
I earned this. I deserve it. And yes, with warts and all, THIS is living.
Thank you for reminding me that I am privledged and blessed to have found my way out of the hole. So many do not. I am grateful.
I earned this. I deserve it. And yes, with warts and all, THIS is living.
Thank you for reminding me that I am privledged and blessed to have found my way out of the hole. So many do not. I am grateful.
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