17 days in...My honeymoon is over
Stay the course.
If you continue to stay sober, a year from now you'll look back on it and be glad.
If you start drinking again, a year from now you'll look back on it with regret.
Your choice.
If you continue to stay sober, a year from now you'll look back on it and be glad.
If you start drinking again, a year from now you'll look back on it with regret.
Your choice.
Imagine a shipwreck.
A survivor grabs hold of a lifepreserver, floats around for a while, then finds they washed up on the shore of an island. Wow, that island looks like paradise. They are SO happy to be on dry land, to be saved.
A couple weeks in, the island isn't looking so great anymore. Some work has to be done, a hut built, a fishing hook made, some plans for future action, looks and feels pretty overwhelming.
But, it's what needs to be done. So the survivor gets to it (grumble, grumble) and while busy at the work, finds out they are not alone on the island after all, lo and behold there is a community just over that hill, and those folks are building huts, and fishing and helping one another out. Sure, it's still work, but their doing it together! They can talk, and even laugh, and when spirits are low they can shore one another up. They are all in it together, they all have similar stories.
They can help the newcomer by sharing what worked for them when they first washed up on shore. They can lend a hand. The new comer has to do their part, but they don't have to do it alone, or reinvent the wheel. There are still days when we can't stand the sight of one more fish, and are sick and tired of coconuts and Sun burn, but once we get that hut built, learn to get food and make some friends, we find we can enjoy the beach, the beautiful Sun sets, tropical fruit and the antics of the monkeys. Life is good.
A survivor grabs hold of a lifepreserver, floats around for a while, then finds they washed up on the shore of an island. Wow, that island looks like paradise. They are SO happy to be on dry land, to be saved.
A couple weeks in, the island isn't looking so great anymore. Some work has to be done, a hut built, a fishing hook made, some plans for future action, looks and feels pretty overwhelming.
But, it's what needs to be done. So the survivor gets to it (grumble, grumble) and while busy at the work, finds out they are not alone on the island after all, lo and behold there is a community just over that hill, and those folks are building huts, and fishing and helping one another out. Sure, it's still work, but their doing it together! They can talk, and even laugh, and when spirits are low they can shore one another up. They are all in it together, they all have similar stories.
They can help the newcomer by sharing what worked for them when they first washed up on shore. They can lend a hand. The new comer has to do their part, but they don't have to do it alone, or reinvent the wheel. There are still days when we can't stand the sight of one more fish, and are sick and tired of coconuts and Sun burn, but once we get that hut built, learn to get food and make some friends, we find we can enjoy the beach, the beautiful Sun sets, tropical fruit and the antics of the monkeys. Life is good.
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