BD84

My wife and I moved. 2017 was a doozy and we had to get away from a bad situation. The new house is great and life is going well.

While my wife was at work last weekend I was going theough some of my stuff from the old garage and found an empty cheap vodka bottle I had hid to throw away when the trash ran but of course forgot about. I
sat and looked at it for what must have been an hour. It took me back to when I was a slave to a substance. It was a very haunting feeling. I had no idea the full aspect of how sad I was then and how happy I am now. I was upset when I saw it but so glad I found it now.

Anna

It is amazing that our perspective changes so much. It makes you realize how much addiction messes with your mind.

I'm glad you're doing well.

Rivenin

Thank you for sharing!
I was just there recently too. I was a very avid home brewer and made a good chunk of sour beers. Let them age a long time in the fermenters, bottle them, let them age for another good chunk of time.
While they need to age for a long time, i just kind of put them in the garage wherever the batches would fit. Thought i gave all of them away to my old homebrewing buddies, but i found 3 bottles recently that are still sitting on my workbench. Gotta figure out what to do with them... they have to be at least 3 years old at this point and probably hitting their stride.... trying to figure out who would enjoy them is going to be the difficult part! While i wont drink them, i would feel weird just giving them away to someone who may not care about the effort that went into it.

Actually found an empty tall boy of PBR when i was cleaning out my garage... made me laugh a bit. hid it above the fridge out there

SoberLeigh

Great post, BD84.

Walking by the liquor aisle at the grocery store has a similar effect on me.

So thankful that I am no longer chained.

Sobriety rocks!