Picked up a youth in recovery and took her out for a coffee, she just came back from a relapse. She reminded me in great detail why I dont ever want to go back out. Dropped in on a sponsee on my way home for an hour of connection. Spoke to 4 on the phone, and had lots of texts with women in the program.
As I type this I feel like I could write forever.
But you know what the most important thing was that I did today?
I didnt fucking pick up. Thats why Im going to bed clean tonight. Rest easy.
Stayed busy. Doc appointment, saying “see ya later” to my husband as he goes away til Monday. Really really wanted to scratch the itch that has been looming but instead I will not waste money on that. I will sleep it off. Start new meds tomorrow for depression and moods. Chill with my 3 amazing kids and maybe make a little money on the side while I’m not working.
Got the day off from work, but still busy at home. Family is down with COVID, so I’m helping out wherever i can…laundry, cleaning, running errands to town, etc. I might even treat myself to a proper haircut at the barber shop, instead of my usual DIY job at home.
I stayed in church went 8 days detox one year counseling all apon my own decision.
My plan was a good support team (church and my now wife) I built Bird feeders out of popsicle sticks. Along with many other things as a way to disconnect from the thought of needing a drink.
I’m not going to lie it took me getting through massive anger and nothing was fun my life was almost as bad as when I was drinking.
I drank monsters to give me a boost because fatigue and anxiety overwhelming me.
But I keep telling myself you got this. There was a bigger fight that I had to win to long story I won.
Stay focused stay connected stay busy.
I went to a potluck last night. The host was offering alcoholic beverages that looked very tasty. Everyone except for my husband and I were drinking throughout the evening. I told my husband that I didn’t mind if he had a drink. He refused. He actually has never liked alcohol but used to try to keep up with me. I sat next to him through the night and repeatedly filled my glass with ice water so I had a glass in hand. I chewed on ice. When I got tired, we left. Being tired at a party is when I used to kick my drinking up a notch.
Thinking about it now, I think I had just as much fun, if not more than if I had been if I went home buzzed.
Man this rocks! So grateful for your hubby to support you as well. Smart to always have a glass in hand (i find this stops others from asking you to drink and also you don’t feel left out).
Even so… I was asked to explain why I wasn’t drinking alcohol. So now, I can go into it. But months ago I probably would not have even gone to the event. I like that I didn’t drop my friends. They accept that I am now alcohol free. Progress!!