I have been so busy lately I forgot to post on Wednesday that I indeed hit my 7th year of sobriety. I was initially a little concerned my wife had to remind me of the anniversary, although I thought about it multiple times in the week leading up to the anniversary. My work has been a big challenge lately so by 11AM, when I finally remembered, I was stunned I hadn't remembered the minute I woke up that morning.
The reality is I feel pretty good about not having it be all consuming. I understand some people might look at it as a sign of failure, but I see it opposite. It was just another day of sobriety for me. I don't long for alcohol, I'm not getting myself into scenarios where there are temptations. It was just Wednesday.
I got through the Trump presidency sober. THAT is an accomplishment. I think the worst day was when Ginsburg died and you knew the GOP would never hold themselves to the same standard they held the Democrats in 2016. I never once wanted a drink that evening, but rather I got angry. After two and a half weeks of normalcy returning to the United States, I feel more confident that ever.
Here's to lucky number 7!
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