I officially dropped off the map. Dammit, normally I’m pretty good at follow through. Except for those years I knew I had a drinking problem and willfully ignored it
My last posting was in the spring – nearly 5 months ago (?) – and I would like to say, dear reader, that it’s all ok.
In these days of silence, I’ve done a lot of stuff I probably shouldn’t have: allowed myself to be sucked into family drama (oh my god, the blog posting I could write about THAT HOT MESS), I allowed myself to be a complete bitch negative for days on end, I’ve picked fights with my husband over really important shit like the proper way to hang a polo shirt, I’ve had too much coffee, I’ve snuck chocolate late at night when calories just don’t count. I’ve accidentally made my niece cry by being too pushy (god I feel like such an awful person), and I’ve made belittling comments about myself.
One think I haven’t done? Had a single drop of alcohol.
My commitment to sobriety is most certainly stronger than i was all those months ago, when I emerged from a horrible night, humbled & broken by my own addiction and the very dangerous place I chose to put myself & loved ones.
I think some of this has to do with serenity; on fully accepting without a single doubt that I am an alcoholic and that I will never be able to handle alcohol in any form, in any situation, no matter what. I’ve surrendered to the fact that sometimes anxiety & sadness will rear its somber, tired ass; and I might have to have it sit on my shoulder for a little longer than I would like. (God, fuck you, anxiety, for the raw pangs of electicity that shoot down my chest and poke at the most vulnerable parts of me. For the haunting repition that occasionally beats like a drum: what if what if what it what if whatifwhatif. I’m coming for you, with my yoga and my gratitude and my self-care and my healthy eating.)
And you know, I don’t feel bad for myself. I feel empowered that I finally realized what path I was taking, and chose to turn around. I feel stronger for knowing my weaknesses and doing the daily work to remind myself why I’m here. I’m grateful.
I’m sober.