Oh a Monday kinda Tuesday!
I’m grateful I was tired and sorta cranky this morning because I kept waking up last night. Not because I was hungover. I’m grateful I usually sleep like a paperweight. I’m grateful I could give myself a weensy pep talk and get over my crankiness. There’s too much good stuff to be grateful for, after all…
I’m grateful I was looking back through old calendar dates for work stuff, which got me thinking about the last decade(s) and putting all the pieces together… it’s no accident that - despite a pandemic and other stressy circumstances - the last year and some few months have no question been the best in so many ways… And i’m not messing with what works.
I’m grateful for the goofy fun poetry assignment I had due tonight. At first I was grumbling about it, but dang, it was fun to play with words!
I’m grateful for the northern night sky. It’s getting so dark earlier and earlier each day, but nothing beats the dark starry sky and being sober to take it in…
Star light, star bright, first star I see tonight…
Thank you, stars, for still shining
I’m sorry for the nights I wasn’t sober to see your light
I need you to grant me no wishes. Let’s just make a pact, yeah? Same time, same place, still sober, in 24.
I’m grateful for this thread, for all of you.
I’m grateful for another day.
This morning, I am grateful for my evening last night that was productive to the extent it needed to be and then led to proper winding down and restful sleep. I am grateful for day 2 of a solid 8 of sleep. Placing sleep and water as the highest wellness priority (in addition to sobriety) is really going to make a difference everywhere else, I am certain. I am grateful for my RD meditation last night teaching me to feel my feelings, even the tough ones. (Also showed me how sleepy I was dozing off sitting up, and knew it was time for bed). I am grateful for my doggies and kitties who are true friends. I am grateful for podcasts, audiobooks, and Spotify music that help me learn, grow and enhance my feelings.
I am grateful for a the sober 24 hours prior and intend to be mindful and present in the next.
I am grateful for waking up before the alarm and feeling really good, again. Apparently what I have been doing lately is working for me. I am grateful for sore (but not too sore) muscles that mean I have been moving my body and working on getting healthier and fit. I am grateful I got my flu shot yesterday and only have a sore arm today (the slight headache I had afterward was more likely due to weather shifts). I am grateful I asked about Pfizer booster shots while I was at the pharmacy and I have an appointment to get my booster at 9:00 today! I am grateful that my husband and I have talked sobriety a lot lately and that he has abstained from drinking during the week and even from talking about alcohol and his brewing hobby since I rededicated myself to a mindset shift around being AF and declaring that I am focusing on myself and my wellbeing on October 1 (it sounds so serious, I suppose in some ways it is). I am grateful that he seems to have understood me and is being as supportive as he knows how.
I am grateful for the burning sky sunrise and that I decided to open the living room blinds in time to catch this beauty. Always grateful for you all, amigos.
I’m grateful for everyone on this thread. I’m grateful for TS and my morning routine that I get in everyday. I’m grateful to be inside warm with Benson and my blanket and gas fireplace while it’s 23 F outside. I’m grateful it’s sunny. And my coffee is still warm enough to drink as I write this.
I’m grateful to God I’m sober.
I’m grateful to God I don’t depend on booze to obliterate my feelings anymore. What the fuck took you so long ………pause for reflection and tears ………………fuuuuuuuuuck. Where did that come from?..……………
I’m grateful I didn’t waste my life. I grateful I finally found my sober life. And it’s good. It’s very good. Good Lord I’m grateful this practice is like a therapy session some mornings. I need to make sure I have tissues next to my chair. It’s funny, some mornings I have to be grateful I can pull myself together so the wife, who I hear getting up in the next room, doesn’t walk in on my crying. It’s just not how I really want to start my day. Or hers.
I’m grateful I’ve pulled myself together. I grateful I can feel those feelings and cleanse them with tears.
I’m grateful all I wanted to do was come on here and have a pity party because we have to take all 6 pets to the kennel for boarding for our trip tomorrow and I’m so very concerned about there well being. I’m grateful I’m not terrified or worried too much.
I’m grateful the kennel was recommended by our vet and that our vet works with them in case of emergencies. And that the kennel is in the business of taking care of our beloved pets. I’m grateful they will be in good hands. I’m grateful we’re dumping them off this afternoon at our leisure so all 8 of us won’t be totally stressed out tomorrow morning rounding them all up to go and then getting to the airport by 10am.
I’m grateful for the responses I’ve been getting for the new topic I started. I really hope it can help others. It’s already helping me.
Love you guys.
Time to pull this bad boy out…. Don’t think about what might go wrong, think about what could go RIGHT.
I’m grateful that my son is doing so well, taking all those important first steps that will keep him on his path of sobriety. He and his husband cleaned out their fridge and pantry yesterday and went to town. They called me four times during their grocery-shopping trip to ask about healthy snacks, drinks, and meals! I can feel their minds shifting towards creating a healthy lifestyle, and I’m so thankful for that.
I’m grateful to be sober and sticking to this journey. Yesterday was a rough day for me, not for any reason I’ve been able to discern yet, but I ended up speaking the words out loud that I just wanted a drink. Almost immediately, I felt ill and barely made it home before throwing up. I know it’s a weird thing to be grateful for, but I’m glad it affected me in a very “teaching” way.
I’m grateful to Eric @Dazercat for creating the new thread about people in our lives who affect us with their addictions. It caused me to take a deep dive into the past several years and honestly think about my own actions and how they affected my husband.
I’m grateful that I’m slowly learning to not be so hard on myself. It’s something I’ve done since early childhood, and it’s not healthy at all. I’m a work in progress, and I’m thankful for that.
I’m exceedingly grateful for y’all. I don’t attend meetings, in person or online, for my own personal reasons. My sobriety has been spontaneous, and I learn best by reading; so I feel that once I began engaging on this app, a whole new world has opened up for me. I appreciate your kindness, your vulnerability, and your courage. Much love to y’all
I’m grateful for the 2 hours I just spent on TS.
And I only did 3 no 6 memes. The rest was very educational and has helped me a lot in my recovery.
Have a wicked good day y’all.
I’m grateful to God please help me be better today than I was yesterday and to remain clean and sober. I’m grateful for all the layers of my recovery/life. I’m grateful that I searched the house late last night and found a near dead spider plant? that is now watered and on the chair in front of my bedroom window
I’m grateful for my deck and the days I actually use it for my morning routine of prayers, daily readings, coffee, breakfast, gratitude. I’m grateful to wake up and have missed messages and calls on here and other mediums medias? There were times as i am sure many of us can atest to that it seemed as if no one cared. I’m grateful reading @Bootz shares and your recipes always sound yummy btw. I’m grateful to read many posts about spreading the message of recovery through attraction, great work my dear gratidudes. Love you all.
God bless. &
Ooo exciting! It looks to me like a type of aloe plant. Be careful not to overwater it, let the soil dry like I described earlier between watering. They do like bright indirect sun but the more important thing is the watering. You’ve got some ‘pups’ there, they’re offshoots of a larger plant and should grow quickly! What fun!
I did not like today, my friend!
I did not like it - let it end!
Back to adult M…
A hard day. I’m grateful I can say that. I’m grateful I can also find a place inside myself that is sheltered from the winds of the day and the moods of the storm. Where I don’t get tossed about in a cycle of act/react. A sober place where the serenity prayer rules, or at least a needlepoint version hangs on the wall.
I’m grateful for the shares above that help me feel so companioned in facing the hard stuff honestly, with grit but gently too, with compassion for myself and others. Like a lot of you, I dialed it down tonight and didn’t ask too much of myself. A walk with the dog girl and a bowl of bison chili. A beauty sunset. Bedtime now. Grateful for all of these comforts.
I’m grateful sobriety can make even hard days so much more doable. I’m grateful I’ll wake up tomorrow clear-headed and not hungover and wallowing in shame.
Kind of like a treasure hunt… let’s see what wonders we find tomorrow to be grateful for, yeah?
Today I’m grateful for my loving & caring husband - he CAN be, but hides this side most of the time. Grateful I met a dear former colleague yesterday. Grateful for my witness statement yesterday, grateful I finally could kick a psyochpath’s ass personally. Grateful for 10 h uninterrupted sleep today, I needed them, yesterday was straining. Grateful for my lovely cats who purr and nibble everything from the pencil to my finger because they want breakfast. Grateful sun is shining and it seems to be another beautiful autumn day ahead
Today I am grateful for the train crossing my path for quite. While last night when I was almost home, forcing me to stop and listen for a while longer to the book I jist started listening to. The funny thing is, the author was talking about her near slip and the setting was a train, getting on and off and running from what was almost a relapse. The great thing was a a detailed explanation of our our minds and addiction work together to turn those moments into a relapse. It was so helpful to see how that plays out as it is another way to objectively view this addiction and weaves its way through our lives.
I am grateful for a dull day ahead and for the weather change that will take place this weekend giving fall its past due place in my town. I am grateful to feel better and less tired the last couple of days.
I am grateful my dog, Leroy, will be x-rayed tomorrow although he has to be sedated to do so. It will be a shit show of a morning, not feeding him and getting him out the door without his sister, but I am glad we will learn what is going in with his leg. Ugh. Already dreading it, but trying to stay positve.
I’m grateful to be up early with my coffee and fire in the fireplace ALL ALONE
It was pretty nice, I have to admit, not schlepping food and doing pet chores before coffee. but don’t tell them I said that. I’m grateful for all those little chores I get to do every morning and wouldn’t trade those guys in for the world.
I’m grateful how much I miss them.
It’s so fucking lonely here.
I’m grateful to be able to whine to you guys here.
And I’m grateful that I do know they are in good hands at a nice kennel. Benson and Minnie are sharing an executive suite for crying out loud. It even has a tv. I hope they don’t fight over the remote.
I’m grateful my feelings are more that I miss their love than being worried about them being ok.
I’m grateful I get to see my son tonight.
I’m grateful they will come to us at the hotel and have dinner with us at the hotel tonight.
I’m grateful all we want to do is hang with them and walk their babies in their hood. And we get to meet Dash. We already know Bogey. They are both Boxers. Dash is the newbie. I think it has a great ring to it. Bogey and Dash.
I’m grateful we will get some really good Mexican food. I hope it’s Tex-Mex, that is my favorite type of Mexican food.
I’m grateful it will be my first time in Texas sober.
I’m grateful and proud of myself it will be the first time my son sees me as a non drinker. We can be the 2 sober people at the dinner table tonight.
I’m grateful, even though my son said I could drink around him, when I was drinking and he was on his sober journey, that I didn’t. He always said it wouldn’t bother him. Now I finally get that.
I’m grateful my son is so excited we can finally see his new home in Dallas. He’s come such a long way. I’m so fucking proud of him.
Fuck mental illness!
Fuck addiction!
I’m so fucking proud of him. Ya I said it again. Not an Alzheimer’s moment. And ya I forgot the tissues again . Fuuuuuck. I’m crying again.
I’m grateful for this here therapy.
And I’m grateful for y’all.
Let the tears of gratitude refresh your soul.
Dazercat
I’m grateful for two migraine free weeks today, which, maybe not surprisingly (but I’m a bit surprised) coincides with my mindset reset on Oct. 1. These two weeks have flown by, and I’m grateful to be feeling better than ever and for being productive, getting good rest, and feeling generally upbeat and motivated the majority of the time. I’m grateful that I accept the times that I have felt drained and tired and grumpy these last two weeks, too, and that I understand that it’s okay to feel that way. Sober Rosa feeling all the feels, after all! I’m grateful my left shoulder isn’t sore from the flu shot in time for my right shoulder to be sore from the Pfizer booster. I’m grateful that I only felt achy and super tired after my booster, that I was able to go to bed early and that I slept 9 hours! I’m grateful to have woken up feeling as good as new with only a sore shoulder and I walked Miss Lupe like clockwork, like normal. I’m grateful for the blue sky peeking through the fluffy white clouds and no chance of rain so I can do some yard work, cut down ornamental grasses and split and transplant some big chunks and plant my potted hostas in the ground for the winter. I’m grateful for sweater and boot season! I’m grateful that we decided to push our trip to visit family and Eric’s vacation to November since the union representing factory workers went on strike as of Midnight last night - hopefully it will get resolved soon but we aren’t waiting day by day now that we have postponed indefinitely. The time will come when it does.
I’m grateful for you all here, amigos, and grateful @Dazercat Eric has some momentous milestones coming up and gets to see his son and DIL and grandpups today, and that he will have the sober support of his son. Can’t wait to hear all about it, amigo.
I am so grateful that I am clean today it gives me the means to advocate for myself. I am grateful that I took the initiative to call mental health yesterday to check on my spot for the DBT group, and I am grateful the therapist “rewarded me” for taking care of myself. She enrolled me into the next set of 6 month classes, I start the prerequisite course on the 27th. (I wasn’t going to be in until March!)
I am grateful for curiosity, open-mindedness, and excitement. The more that time passes the closer I get to finding my true spiritual path. The spiritual awakening everyone talks about in recovery, will be a life long journey for me.
I am grateful that I never gave up on life. I am grateful that all those days I stared out the window,silently crying, holding my child, planning to end my life that something stopped me everytime. It wasn’t that the feeling passed, I never stopped wanting to die those days, I just got interrupted. I am grateful my then husband would rush home from work if I wasn’t answering my phone. I am grateful my parents would immediately come over and check on me if they though I sounded off. I am grateful I have always had such a strong support system and people never left me alone with my demons when things got really bad.
I am grateful I don’t feel like that anymore and I am grateful that I know my bad days today really aren’t that bad.
I am grateful for my scars and for the very dark parts of my story. They make me human and its those part of me that allow people to connect with me in the rooms.