Two hundred sixty-five days. I’m 100 days away from an entire year of
alcohol freedom. I do not recall when I
took my first drink, but I remember clearly when I took my last one. It was July 9th, 2021, and I drank
a bottle of prosecco in my living room.
That was the day that I said goodbye to alcohol for good. I wasn’t sure at the time if it would be
forever or not but I’m sure now. It will
be forever. It’s still one day at a time
and I’m not immune to a “slip” but the thought of starting at Day 1 again
depresses me. I hear stories of people
who relapse, and I just don’t want to.
No judgement, of course – I know life happens and we have to give
ourselves and others grace when it does.
Today though … today I am 100 days away from a full
year without drinking. I’m really happy
and proud of myself for taking this on.
It’s April 1st and it is finally getting warmer. I’m hoping to clean up my lawn this weekend
and set up my patio furniture in preparation for longer days out there reading
books and eating meals.
Currently reading:
Just After Sunset,
by Stephen King
Interpreter of Maladies,
by Jhumpa Lahiri
Midnight and Indigo,
edited by Ianna A. Small
On Writing,
by Stephen King
Lesson learned after 265 days of alcohol
freedom: Move in silence and let your
results speak for themselves.
Day 265
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