For years every weekend was a blur- what did I do… what did I say…who did I upset this time. Each morning I would be a heap of mess struggling to get through hangover and the day - the answer would alway be junk food then back on the poison!
Today is my 6th day soberand its weekend. Mixed emotions of guilt…pride…hope but also grief. Weird I know but I believe we have to go through a process of grieving for the life…substance… person we were and how it made us feel(for me happy…numb and chilled at first)
Anyway…Happy Saturday to you all and let’s keep going 
xx
