So close
So close
So there I was this morning, on my way to work in my shiny new, snow white German luxury car, feeling all good about being sober, when I saw this young woman at the crosswalk. She was completely ****faced. At 9 AM. And I couldn't help but think, "that could have so easily been me. Maybe she was me a few months ago, but the call of the bottle was stronger for her, or she didn't have supporting people in her life." I felt terrible for her. We all played with something that has the power to easily snap your life in two and end it as you know it. A stark, and sad reminder. I sure hope she'll find help somehow.
I am blessed as well that I somehow found the way to quit for this long.
My main motivation was I felt like i was dieing and losing my mind. When I quit drinking I felt things getting better, but it was like part of my brain was getting worse, it needed the booze.
This ramped up and peaked around 6 months with lingering agoriphobia that persists a bit today.
I use this to remind me of how close I am to being full on broke again.
Things are better than ever on all fronts and there is no way on God's earth I am going to relapse.
I am a born again non drinker. Proud and not so loud.
Thanks.
My main motivation was I felt like i was dieing and losing my mind. When I quit drinking I felt things getting better, but it was like part of my brain was getting worse, it needed the booze.
This ramped up and peaked around 6 months with lingering agoriphobia that persists a bit today.
I use this to remind me of how close I am to being full on broke again.
Things are better than ever on all fronts and there is no way on God's earth I am going to relapse.
I am a born again non drinker. Proud and not so loud.
Thanks.
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