I Will Not Drink/Use Today Part 2
Get home, spend the weekend drying out and making a plan. Read sobriety literature, join the December Class (December classes are great, lots of holiday support, I'm in one) -- and make a plan that will take you beyond the weekend.
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By hook or by crook--leaning on your husband is not "cheating" at sobriety! Grab any advantage you can. Alcohol is relentless against you--you've got to be relentless against it!
You should get your husband to take you to that meeting tonight.
You should get your husband to take you to that meeting tonight.
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Another night of wasting my materials. Pointless scribbles that go nowhere and equate to nothing. I am now the pre-drinking days sleepie. Can't do a damn thing.
it's as if all my art ability was just flushed down the toilet forever. Nothing is inspiring. Everything is bland. Life's anxieties and practical demands have eaten up the last of my life force and I think I am done forever. Just another thing withered and dead.
it's as if all my art ability was just flushed down the toilet forever. Nothing is inspiring. Everything is bland. Life's anxieties and practical demands have eaten up the last of my life force and I think I am done forever. Just another thing withered and dead.
Nyah. I used to be different than I am now too. I was all poetical-like. I spoke in tongues, or something.
That's gone, apparently. You're not the only one who feels a loss of something -- a morsel of glamor -- in sobriety.
I do a little internal cost-benefit analysis when I have thoughts about that loss, which is rarely now. Maybe all I think I had was just youth. Anyway, that life was getting more and more expensive.
Get outside.
That's gone, apparently. You're not the only one who feels a loss of something -- a morsel of glamor -- in sobriety.
I do a little internal cost-benefit analysis when I have thoughts about that loss, which is rarely now. Maybe all I think I had was just youth. Anyway, that life was getting more and more expensive.
Get outside.
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I get outside every day for work. Art ability was literally the only thing I had. Don't have beauty, exceptional grey matter, family or wealth. No special skills. I have nothing now. I had a 30 minute panic attack after my failed art attempt tonight.
Getting hot, staying cool sleep- so my plastic bits do not fry. History in previous posts on other threads. Shopping early. Coping with other people in recovery who are not in recovery. They do not even talk the talk terribly well. A bit of study. Here- SR. Thinking about my next art masterpiece (mp 5. My avatar is mp3). The recovery place in the city is in part of the it which is loonyville. Staying low and keeping safe.
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