Last night before I fell asleep I was texting with a friend and she said I should be proud of myself.
Proud of myself?
It took me a few minutes to realize that I am! As an alcoholic I have a whole huge list of things I’ve done while drunk that are shameful/embarrassing/bad/etc and for the first time in a really long time I realized I am doing something to be proud of and it made me grin from ear to ear.
I responded back to her that I was proud of myself and it felt good to go to bed with a clear head. It also feels really stinking good going to bed sober knowing that I’ll wake up in the morning without any drunk regrets! For the first time in a long time I’m going to bed knowing where I’m at, who I’m with (myself), that my car will be in the driveway in the morning, that I won’t wake up hungover and feeling like shit!
So, here I am on day 11 and I feel good. Is there still crap going on in my life? Oh my gosh, yes! I have a lot of messes to clean up but you know I’m taking everything one day at a time. Scratch that, I’m still taking things minute by minute. But I’m realizing that I’m heading in the right direction and right now that’s all that matters.
Until next time…