I have to say that this first day went better this time rather than last. I guess without the withdrawal symptoms and all. I still did have that stupid little voice trying to convince me that I wanted a drink…telling me that complete abstinence was stupid and that really what I wanted was to be a “normal” drinker. I just need that other voice to be louder, the one that says “I can’t do that”.
So, on day 2. I still hate seeing the small numbers again…but it is what it is. That seems to be my new mantra.
Oh, and I chose a “sober anchor”. I was thinking I wanted something that reminded me of my mother and what she went through as alcohol killed her AND something that reminded me of my daughters and why I am doing this. Ultimately I plan to get a locket with a photo of my mom on one side and a photo of them daughters on the other. But in the meantime I have two beaded rafiki bracelets. One that is multicoloured to represent my mom, and one that is pink to represent my daughters.