63 days
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63 days
So today rounded out my 63rd day sober. The temptation is not nearly as great as it was, and the feelings of panic are fewer and farther between. It mostly happens with normal every day triggers. For instance tonight on my way home from work I stopped to but a bottle of water and the woman in front of me bought 2 tall cans and the thought of how nice her evening was going to be, and the thought of how the old me would have thrown out a pickup line and tried to get in on her evening resonated with me. A few deep breaths and a reminder of my priorities pulled myself together. It's frustrating how the AV only reminds us of the positive and we have to put so much effort into remembering that is a lie we are telling ourselves. It's not practical to avoid gas stations, these things are just a part of life to overcome.
Just needed to type that out to help process the moment.
Just needed to type that out to help process the moment.
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63 days is so fantastic. Big cheers for you. I was in my local shop last week and saw a man grab some bottles of beer and the smell of drink off him was strong. Part of me was like lucky you and the other part was you definitely have a problem like myself since it was Wednesday and early evening.
I keep finding myself noticing only those that are purchasing alcohol lol. It's crazy. I also wonder who's got a problem like me when out and about. My mind is definitely spinning and over thinking so much but I'm only 15 days so still early and very rocky.
You're post has cheered me up. Good on you for keeping strong.
I keep finding myself noticing only those that are purchasing alcohol lol. It's crazy. I also wonder who's got a problem like me when out and about. My mind is definitely spinning and over thinking so much but I'm only 15 days so still early and very rocky.
You're post has cheered me up. Good on you for keeping strong.
Congratulations on your 63 days Pipe. My AV popped up yesterday - it was a gorgeous day, the best so far of 2015 and I was sitting in my garden relishing in the warmth and sunlight. My devil mind quickly told me how wonderful and cool, crisp Pinot Grig would taste. I thought about it, and then I continued to think it through...yes, it most likely would taste really good BUT in the morning it would taste like failure. So, I got my club soda and lime, sat on my chair, soaked in the beautiful day. Woke up this morning feeling good and ready to face another new day with confidence.
Keep fighting the good fight!
Peace!
Keep fighting the good fight!
Peace!
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