It's all coming back to me now.....
It's all coming back to me now.....
Two days sober and feeling strong. A place I have been before so nothing is for granted.
But in the immediate days of sobering up I came across things that brought me right back.
I used to see these signs and hunger for them but today was different. I see them and feel nothing but disgust for them. No glorifying the acts of my alcoholism and drug use.
Getting lunch just now I took out my American express card. Turned it over to find coke stuck all in the letters and numbers of the card. I used it to cut my coke Monday night.
Putting the recyclables out this morning I bagged up all the seltzer bottles along with the many beer bottles and vodka bottles from monday.
Signing on to my bank account I see the many cash withdraws I did with each run to the ATM.
Sitting at my desk at home before work my hand stuck to a sticky ring I missed in cleaning up my drinks from Monday. I cleaned my desk area again not to miss any this time since I am sober and can see them better.
There are signs that tell me where I was.
But now form the first time I can see signs for where I am going.
My attendance at meetings. Need more of them.
My participation in SR.
My getting on my treadmill to exercise instead of The preverbal kind.
The signs I see now are not the ones for the exit coming up. They are for the new road I am on.
I am sure I will look back at these posts when sober for a while and wonder.
Ken
But in the immediate days of sobering up I came across things that brought me right back.
I used to see these signs and hunger for them but today was different. I see them and feel nothing but disgust for them. No glorifying the acts of my alcoholism and drug use.
Getting lunch just now I took out my American express card. Turned it over to find coke stuck all in the letters and numbers of the card. I used it to cut my coke Monday night.
Putting the recyclables out this morning I bagged up all the seltzer bottles along with the many beer bottles and vodka bottles from monday.
Signing on to my bank account I see the many cash withdraws I did with each run to the ATM.
Sitting at my desk at home before work my hand stuck to a sticky ring I missed in cleaning up my drinks from Monday. I cleaned my desk area again not to miss any this time since I am sober and can see them better.
There are signs that tell me where I was.
But now form the first time I can see signs for where I am going.
My attendance at meetings. Need more of them.
My participation in SR.
My getting on my treadmill to exercise instead of The preverbal kind.
The signs I see now are not the ones for the exit coming up. They are for the new road I am on.
I am sure I will look back at these posts when sober for a while and wonder.
Ken
Another sign of my new direction. I know this is only day two but most every other day I had a fuzzy head. Today seems clear and I just got out of a technical meeting with some big wigs. I ran the meeting and could articulate what I needed to say. So often I would stop mid sentence because I lost my thought.
Yeah!!
Yeah!!
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