Hi everyone,
So today I’m almost 102 days sober. I’m really proud of myself because over the past 3 months, I’ve been through so many things that I would normally drink to get through; good and bad. We went through a bid war for our dream house. Didn’t win. A week later, we ended getting the home after all. Then we moved everything into the new house. Lots of fun with 2 young kids! Lol Also, on the day the movers were scheduled, my mom thought it would be a great idea to invite pretty much my entire extended family, who live over two hours away, to have dinner at the new house. Surprise! 
So while I’m dealing with movers at both houses, my kids, my dogs…I’m also setting up a huge table setting and ordering dinner for 20 people. AND paying for it. I don’t know how I didn’t lose my mind. I also, a week later, told my parents, after being sober for 2 months at the time, that I have chosen to get sober and hope to never drink again. I emotionally admitted my story of going to therapy and AA. My parents had been in town from out of state to help with the move and had been drinking every day they were here. I never drank with them, and I knew it probably seemed odd to them. My mom, along with my brothers, are alcoholics. They are pretty successful, so they tend to not think of themselves that way. Which is hilarious to me. Anyway, after I told my parents all of this and how proud I am of myself, my mom hugs me and tells me how proud she is of me…and HERSELF. It made me feel a little crazy because my mom has been a heavy drinker since I was a child. Despite them being successful and living a nicer life than most, being an alcoholic caused us as kids to go through a LOT that I’m sure most people do not go through. It was like she suddenly didn’t remember the last 30ish years of her drinking. It was like because I admitted the problem, I was the only one with the problem. Which…oh well. I could get over. Yet, she proceeded to compare her story to mine. About how over a year ago, she quit drinking whiskey, which was her only vice in life. That now she only drinks wine or beer, and she doesn’t have a problem with those things; only whiskey. She talked about how proud of herself she was and compared her sober date with mine. Mind you, she’s drinking while she’s telling me this, and is hungover every other day. It was a total mind f*ck. Before this conversation, the last time I mentioned to her that I wasn’t drinking, was on the phone a month prior to this. We were talking, and I slipped into the conversation that I hadn’t had a drink in over a month. I also told her I had been going to therapy, but didn’t tell her details. During that conversation, she was drunk, but drunk on beer…so that’s okay 
, and proceeded going into a crying, emotional rant about how she had quit drinking wine a couple of weeks before, and she was so upset because my dad hadn’t said anything about it or expressed how proud of her he was. Pretty much forcing me to tell my drunk mom that I’m proud of her. Instead of us talking about my victory. It’s difficult dealing with being sober and how to react to an alcoholic parent. It is what it is though. Depsite all of the stress, I still did not drink. My husband is proud of me and so supportive. We are now getting our old house ready to sell. Which has been such hard work and time consuming. My son is still enrolled in school in our old town, so I’m also driving back and forth between towns each day for school pick up and drop offs, while also going to appointments for my other son. The stress of two mortgages and bills is stressing me out. It’s all manageable and in control though. I should be happy that I have this dream house and all of these things I’ve wanted my entire life. I’m thankful for my husband. We’ve been together since we were 15. I turned 35 yesterday (and didn’t drink!)…so we’ve been through a lot. I should feel so happy, but honestly, I feel awful lately. I’m over 3 months sober, and it’s like the energy and happiness I was feeling in the beginning of this journey has come to a halt. I’m sad and lacking energy. I feel lonely for some reason, despite being surrounded by loved ones. I’m normally not a depressed person, but I think I’m feeling that way right now. Which makes me feel even worse because isn’t it supposed to get better after this long? Not worse? I really don’t have a desire to drink, per se. I more than ever, remember the hangovers and shame of “hiding” it more now than I even did in the beginning. I guess it’s this unexplainable lonely feeling that’s getting me. Does this get better? Can anyone relate? I’m hoping this will pass. Thanks for reading this confusing rant! I really appreciate this place so much. It’s hard to express how you feel to people who haven’t been through it.
102 days sober is AMAZING!! Go you!! That is no easy feat, yet here you are and although it’s been challenging, you’ve had the courage and strength to keep moving forward, one day at a time and offer yourself that self love and respect it takes to be sober. Seriously, well done!
. Your family might not get it, and that’s okay. Your mum might make it all about herself, and that’s okay. You know in your heart that this is the right thing, for you. Keep smiling and waving, and stand strong. Have boundaries. Say no. You are now a non-drinker. You are a brave soul facing this world with the conviction to be sober. This is all the satisfaction you really need. To know this.
and I do need to reach out here more often. I read a ton, but I think interacting more with people who get it will really help me going forward.
I definitely have noticed how many more things I sincerely enjoy that I would have just breezed over, too focused on drinking being the only thing to bring me comfort. I try to remind myself feeling the lows come with feeling the highs. I’ve just been trying to numb them for so long, it’s different for me to experience them fully “here” all the time. Thank you 
and don’t worry, I can totally relate. I often feel silly for feeling proud of myself at times, too. But then I remember, hey!, I’m trying my best here; I’m growing and I have the courage to do what others are not; I am willing to put it all on the line, in hopes of getting better and living a happier and more fulfilling life. And I’ve learnt, that sober life = my best life, for sure. Support is really important, but you will find it in the most unexpected of places. I have trouble leaning on my family for support with this, so I don’t. I find others that understand and are going through it too, and they’re here on TS 
this is my sober family. Here, people care, they listen, they respond, they offer encouragement and support. I am grateful to have found this app, it’s changed my life, for the better. It can change yours too. But you’ve also gotta do the work, be deep in your resolve to be sober, truth telling (primarily to yourself!) Nothing that happens (good or bad) can be made better with alcohol, but it certainly will make it worse. Nothing! Including relationships. I know this now and honour my sober life with such revenance. It made me feel so happy to read your reply, I am glad my words helped, that is what they were intended to do 