Here on a mountaintop hoping this is my last drink. Sick of the misery and lies that come with drinking. I know better but delude myself after a few dry days that it’s worth it.
If you’ve never relapsed, don’t. I want to be years sober immediately but can’t. The humility with picking up a white chip is almost enough to keep me away.
I’ve got to recognize alcohol as the poison it is rather than the cool drug that allows me to think in creative ways and entertain myself in isolation.
I’ve got kids that I need to be there for.
I’m gonna try again. God help me, and you folks.