Well… the impossible turned into reality. Today I’m 11 months sober. That’s… something.
This morning me and my husband were joking around about spam emails and notifications we’re still getting. Like I got one from Uber Eats saying they missed me. He mentioned getting an email from his old UK gym offering him a free month or something.
That’s where I drew a terrifying blank. For the life of me, I can’t remember him ever having a gym. But he did. For a few good months, about 2-3-maybe 4 years ago, he would go to the gym. Not once. But several times a week. Every week. And I don’t remember it. At all. It’s like something deleted that from my memory bank.
At the time I was doing a lot of coke and drinking a lot of wine. I was blacking out more than I care to remember (pun intended) and big chunks of time / life / events were simply erased from my head.
If I ever needed a reminder of why I’m in recovery right here and right now, this is it. I don’t want the rest of my life to be a giant unrecognisable blur. I wanna live it. And if I husband joins another gym, I wanna remember it 2 years from now.
Day 90 and doing ok.
Looks like I’m going to be dealing with this money thing for awhile. This is the kind of thing that would have me mixing a big drink, but I’m not doing that, so good for me!
Checking in. Day 5 in the books and i have thanks to give to you all and this thread. Checking in has helped me be accountable and i appreciate it.
Thank you. All of you. Your strength is inspiring.
Checking in on day 155. Count down to Christmas? 11 days. Or 10 days to go for those playing whamageddon! Didn’t know that was a thing, just learned about it yesterday. Gonna sign up for that next year🤭
