Well… time flies when you’re having fun. Or something like that.
I never thought I would ever get to a point where being sober was normal and the constant drinking, drugging, blackouts and general insanity of active addiction would just be a thing of the past.
It’s been a journey and things haven’t always been perfect. But today I turn 2 (years sober, I’m not a toddler even tho I sometimes act like one ).
In sobriety I learned that I can cope with hard life shit without numbing myself. I uncovered the joys of remembering the exact monent I got into bed the night before. I found out that I can have fun without making a fool of myself. And I don’t have to self-sabotage every single good thing happening to me.
I’ve been through grief, upset, episodes of depression and anxiety, family struggles, worries, and I coped.
Sometimes things suck. That’s no reason to make it worse by drowing my sorrows in booze and destroying my nasal cartilage with coke.
I once felt like a lost cause. Hell, at one point the seeking help category was exclusively populated by me and my drunken rants. But I wasn’t a lost cause. None of us are. We’re just lost and a bit fucked in the head. And if I can do it… so can you. Like, seriously, I spent years holding tightly to my death wish. Being here and now is nothing short of a miracle.
Anyway, maybe I’m still a bit lost. But now I’m holding a candle to help guide me through the darkness.
That’s… something.
Love you guys. Keep on keeping on. You’re doing great.
So very, very happy for you! You are an inspiration in a good way, not lofty and unattainable, but showing recovery in all its realness. Warmest congratulations!
When I read the honesty and vulnerability in your posts and responses to people it motivates me, helps me to strive for that in myself. Every damn time. Thank you for being unapologetically you. I’m glad you’re here. Big congrats and felicitaciones on 2 years, amiga!
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. Congratulations on your journey
