1000 days of sobriety
1000 days of sobriety
1000 days of taking it one day at a time.
Today sobriety is a way of life.
Saying no to the offer of a glass of wine at a party, bringing my own soft drinks to the barbecue, asking for lemonade at the restaurant or on the plane or wherever, toasting with a glass of sparkling water, it's just a fact of who I am. That's me. The teetotaller, the "good girl", the one who doesn't drink ... she's a little strange like that, I can hear them thinking. But I don't give a rat's what they think, actually, because it's my sobriety, my health and my happiness on the line.
1000 days and I have no regrets stopping. Not one. 1000 sober mornings, 1000 clear-headed afternoons, 1000 evenings taking stock and planning the next day. It doesn't matter the season. It doesn't matter the occasion. I'm grateful for every single day sober.
I could count all the great things that have happened to me and the myriad of matters that have improved since I sobered up, and there are many. But that's not the point. The point is that my quality of life, the way I feel in general and my mood even down to each minute, is off the charts compared to when I was drinking.
I'm proud of myself each time I look in the mirror. That's a whole person looking back at me. Nothing to hide and nothing to be ashamed of.
It's possible for everyone. And it's so much better over on this side. If my old drinking self had only known!
Today sobriety is a way of life.
Saying no to the offer of a glass of wine at a party, bringing my own soft drinks to the barbecue, asking for lemonade at the restaurant or on the plane or wherever, toasting with a glass of sparkling water, it's just a fact of who I am. That's me. The teetotaller, the "good girl", the one who doesn't drink ... she's a little strange like that, I can hear them thinking. But I don't give a rat's what they think, actually, because it's my sobriety, my health and my happiness on the line.
1000 days and I have no regrets stopping. Not one. 1000 sober mornings, 1000 clear-headed afternoons, 1000 evenings taking stock and planning the next day. It doesn't matter the season. It doesn't matter the occasion. I'm grateful for every single day sober.
I could count all the great things that have happened to me and the myriad of matters that have improved since I sobered up, and there are many. But that's not the point. The point is that my quality of life, the way I feel in general and my mood even down to each minute, is off the charts compared to when I was drinking.
I'm proud of myself each time I look in the mirror. That's a whole person looking back at me. Nothing to hide and nothing to be ashamed of.
It's possible for everyone. And it's so much better over on this side. If my old drinking self had only known!
Wonderful job and uplifting post MissP! Your wisdom has helped me and so many others here on SR--thank you! I am right behind you-- my sobriety date is December 23, 2015 and my life has improved in every way ever since.
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