As it stands, I still think about buying beer every single day (you know how it can be). I am constantly confronting that urge and working to let it go (or make it let go of me). My sobriety is challenged daily by a little voice in the back of my head suggesting the “next time we’ll get drunk”.
Despite the meditation taking the edge off, I needed a distraction. Something to think about other than drinking. Looking around the family room, I saw our long neglected Wii sitting off to the side of the tv.
Happy Sober Thanksgiving! My first sober Thanksgiving since (well, truthfully I can’t say when) brings with it much to be grateful for.
She proceeded to declare how f*’d up the company is and how incompetent the managers are. She spewed on and on. Negative this and idiots that. I just sat there and listened patiently. It was just sound to me. It wasn’t good or bad, simply noise, like a distressed little bird chirping for help. I felt bad for her. She really seems like she is suffering.