debbylee

July 7th has come and gone…six months without a drink. I feel proud. I haven’t had any booze-no slip ups at all. I feel lighter and healthier-like I have gotten rid of a something that was weighing me down. The days are a lot longer and wider and I can feel myself making decisions, noticing things that need doing and actually doing them, being more engaged in my life, standing a little taller next to my husband who doesn’t drink at all. I’m so glad I decided to do this. I think I might check out an AA meeting or maybe Al-Anon (my father and sister are drunks and always have been). What started as an experiment has become a life change.

Like so many things in life, what began as a fun thing has turned into a chore in my mind. I’m a dope.

I haven’t had a drink since January 7th. I think about drinking every day. It is at the same time easier and harder than I thought it would be; easier because I have actually done it this long; harder because it thought the urge would go away completely if I wasn’t drinking.I come from a long line of great alcoholics.