I’m grateful I don’t drink anymore to drown out the tough times. I’m grateful that dealing with, and managing, these feelings is going to carry me through the grief.
I’m grateful that I’ve practiced not calling certain things “my”. I feel like it helps me with not holding on to stuff I shouldn’t. My grief, my pain, my sadness… those don’t belong to me. The grief, the pain, the sadness… these are a part of living, and I never want to think of them as “mine” and hold onto them longer than I need to.
I’m grateful for chilly weather. I love being hugged by cozy flannel and warm hoodies. I’m grateful for the hot chocolate that goes hand-in-hand with the flannel and hoodies.
I’m beyond grateful (what’s the next highest feeling?) for y’all, for our little village of beautiful souls taking care of one another. Sending my love out to y’all
I am grateful for the two days I got headache free and that today’s headache is mild.
I am grateful for the beautiful dinner I had out with friends last night at a new resturant I had never been to.
I am grateful for this one specific woman who was there. She just really gets me and I appreciate her so much. She knew I would be struggling ordering food and she was so kind and quietly helped me choose something. Simple things like that are just so huge.
I am grateful that while I was siting there being overwhelmed with the huge menu,counting out all the calories, weighing out all the food, imaging in it plated, worrying about wether I would be judged for what I ordered… I didn’t start berating myself. I am grateful I just let the thoughts happen and go, I held onto nothing.
That was my first evening out with friends since cleaning up and it went OK. I am grateful for my recovery and all the tools I have been given.
I am grateful that today I will spend sometime with some special people and I can’t wait.
I love my life and everyone in it.
I’m grateful to God please help me remain clean, sober and present as you guide me through another day. I’m grateful for my recovery. I’m grateful for all my family, friends, TS and the gratidudes. I’m grateful for warm coffee and showers. I’m grateful for long restful sleeps waking up without pain, regret or remorse. I’m grateful I learned how to use zoom to do twelve step meetings when needed and to connext with family amd friends, old or new. I’m grateful I get to make pizza and salad for dinner at the treatment center, followed by an NA meeting and some card games, usually a nice day. I’m grateful my housemates are in good spirits today.
God bless you all. &
I find it hard to be grateful this evening. Therefore I’m extra grateful to all of you on this thread, making me see all the stuff you are grateful for, also through hard times (like @M-be-free49 and @ShesGotMoxie). Grateful for learning about the practice Carolyn described, and I’m going to try and incorporate that into my own recovery. Grateful to rename ‘my pain’ to ‘the pain’. Indeed it makes it easier to let go. Grateful to you all describing your hard stuff and the not so hard too. Writing it down here for me, and all, to read and learn and profit from, each and every day. Even though I feel a bit guilty for not reading here every day I am all the more grateful for seeing and reading it now. And learning from it.
I am grateful I am at home, warm and snug, grateful there’s a little cat here, lying in her bed on the couch, keeping me company. Grateful for food on my plate, for enough money in my account to not worry. Grateful for good physical health, grateful I can do a spinning class and do a nice little bike ride out to a farm to get some good local stuff. Grateful for my friends. Grateful for sobriety. Grateful for this place. Grateful to all of you. Hugely so. Thanks so much for being here. Love.
Late gratitude today. I am grateful I had such a good day with my brother. I was so stressed before he came yesterday. I always am. Too long to explain here.
I am grateful he helped me rearranging the furniture in the cat’s room.
We had a good day, visiting the Hymer museum, caravaning exposition. Very interesting.
I am grateful to be sober. I am grateful to be home, turning the heating on, watching some TV and having Dora and Paula next to me. I am grateful alcohol has no impact on my daily decisions. I don’t have to be home early, to plan when to drink, how to hide, how to cover the shame, the hangover, the busted capillaries after a night of drinking and purging.
I am grateful I have enough. And I am grateful I took the exit when it showed up, that somehow I was ready.
I am grateful to be sober.
I am grateful that I made my bed a second day in a row.
I am grateful for the laydown I had in that bed this afternoon. I can’t nap, unless I am ill, but it was nice to rest.
I am grateful for Dave’s Gourmet Spicy Pasta Sauce - the last sauce from my grocery slinging days.
I am grateful that there may be another opportunity to do grocery sales coming my way, with company car and gas card. I am very good at, and really enjoy, grocery sales but jobs are usually passed by word-of-mouth.
I am grateful for my artist kiddo who is in prepping portfolio work for college apps.
I am grateful I have nowhere to be on this still chilly day.
As always, I am grateful for you.
I’m grateful I’m in bed and today is almost over.
I’m grateful I’m 47 days sober.
I’m grateful that I made it through a lot of anxiety.
I’m grateful I didn’t self harm.
I’m grateful for Rue kisses.
I’m grateful I have a warm, safe place to sleep.
I’m grateful I ate today, even though I didn’t want too, because my brain, heart, muscles, ect deserve calories to help them function.
I’m grateful that I’ll wake up to a new day and yummy coffee.
I’m grateful that all emotions are temporary.
I’m grateful I made it through a lot of uncomfortable ones today without drinking.
I’m grateful for crazy socks.
I’m grateful for Ian.
I’m grateful for this kind, thoughtful, loving community.
I’m grateful that the pain I felt today means I’m alive and numbing those feelings is not living.
@Dazercat, @Runningfree and me have been posting our crazy socks to the leg selfies thread. I have declared us the official ( unofficial) crazy sock ladies of TS. We could always use another CSL
I’m grateful you are here and sober too Carolyn. I really am grateful we are all here together
I’m grateful for getting some rest the last couple of days.
I woke up feeling sad yesterday. No reason, just felt the blues setting in.
I had to go to Bandon. It been rainy, not too windy, but it kept me from getting out and shooting, like I’d like to on my days off.
I decided to take my drone to Bandon and I got a little break in the rain. Just long enough to film my favorite stretch of beach. It’s really cool to be able to see things from a birds view.
I got out this morning. Caught the sunrise and was able to spend some quality time hiking around.
I put my cameras away and meditated on the beach for an hour or so. Sometimes I am so busy trying to film or photograph that I forget that even though my photos are beautiful, they don’t do the real thing justice.
I sat quietly enjoying the sights and sounds feeling gratitude until skipper called.
I’m grateful I have a good job that I love.
We are going on a Cod trip tonight. I’m grateful I will have you guys and gals on board and I can check in and stay focused on recovery.
I carry alot of trauma from my past. I’ve been working on letting it go. The holidays are here. It’s not as bad as it used to be. I’m grateful for that.
I’m grateful I’m not going to be sobering up and miserable on this trip like I used to.
I’m grateful for another day without a drink or worse.
She reported that when they worked with a group of alks as inpatients, after thirty days abstinent, zero had depression like before. That was enough to keep me going just for today.
Thanks for sharing this!!! That helps make sense of my new found love of meetings. They have really saved my life. Thanks for podcast shoutout, gonna listen. Thanks again, have a great day.
Today I’m grateful for - sunday! for waking up sober, for putting the turkey in the oven on time, for my husband helping me with kitchen chores, for my happy mum receiving fresh lunch from me, for cuddly cats sleeping on me, for the gray, rainy weather that makes staying at home in pyjama so cozy. And I’m greateful for tea. Today I’m especially keen on tea and greateful for the wide choice of teas I have in my cupboard.
I’m grateful for another day.
I’m grateful Daisy has been extra friendly and purry and soft and keeping my lap warm.
I’m grateful for good friends on TS.
I’m grateful for my Pilates reformer instructor and how awesome I always feel after having and class.
I’m grateful tomorrow I can get back to power walking and I have another Pilates lesson.
I’m grateful I didn’t do the last of my cut back, yard work, yesterday. It’s still out there for me to do today or tomorrow.
I’m grateful for the nice dinner at the club last night.
I’m grateful I get to try a new morning routine.
I’m grateful for the lousy split pea soup I had a few days ago. I’m going to put my pea soup skills to work today and show me how it’s done
I’m grateful for football Sunday and my wife kind of enjoys it too. I’m grateful when my wife does get into a game she is a rabid, kill them, take no prisoners fan. It’s too funny. I’m grateful we have a good laugh when I fall asleep during the game and she ends up watching it and giving me shit about it later.
I’m grateful for my wife, my marriage, my kids, my pets, my life, and my sobriety, that I pray I can protect at all costs.
I’m grateful I know where to go when I’m struggling.
TS works if you work it and your worth it.
The more I give thanks for my life as it is, the more I can accept the healing that allows me to change and grow.
Courage To Change
November 14
I’m grateful to be home, waking up in my own bed while it’s still dark and quiet.
I’m so, so grateful for all of your kind words, non-judgmental replies, support and encouragement since my teary teetering-at-the-gate post. Thank you for this place where I can come as I am. For being here, all of you.
I’m grateful yesterday was what I needed it to be. I still felt a little unsure of my footing, but went about the business of unpacking, doing laundry, catching up with dear pals, getting some grocs in the frig. Picking up the dog girl - delight (and something of a sloppy furry in-public make-out sesh ).
I was getting ready to post last night, and got side-tracked with a few late texts from a pal, and it turned into a spontaneous long convo. I’m so grateful to be sober for these kinds of things. Able to answer the phone, not hiding that I am sipping while on the phone. Able to get off the phone and see how wealthy I am, truly, in people who care for me. Able to be present as someone who cares for others. Just as I do for the Gratidudes.
I’m grateful for the day I have ahead of me - still putting my wee home in order for the week ahead, getting settled at my desk, indulging the dog girl in extra walks and cuddles. Checking in with you all here and there…
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But I love cute socks! I have a humongous collection!
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