wbowness

one year today. All good.

to read the posts in searches that focus on the myriad of struggles with alcohol. On the one hand I draw upon the successes, big and small, of those who log their progress (this in no small way helps my sobriety, selfish?...you bet!, we are all responsible for our own well-being). Others simply disappear or stop posting. Gone.
I can’t remember how I tripped onto this site or the ‘alcohol’ searches in particular, but standing back looking at it all, like a canvas forever in progress, it’s an amazing footprint of our collective lives. Most come to 43t to publish goals and dreams; lose weight, travel, find love, etc. Some enter 43 things, some 33, some 23. But for those of us who are fighting alcohol dependency have you noticed how many only have one ‘thing’, or start with a bunch only to enter posts for one ‘thing’? That speaks volumes to the admitted overwhelming power alcohol has on our every day. Some ask ‘why can’t I stop like other people’?, ‘why am I allowing my valued relationship to fail over drinking’?, and so on. Well this is a good thing, actually. The stats say that anyone who seeks any sort of help to get and stay sober is very much in the minority (like 1%).

So let’s applaud ourselves, through the bad stuff and the good, ‘til it’s all good!! And share, that’s good too.

Ramble done.

Got back from a meeting, ranted my ass off, feel better. Nothing going on tonight, here’s a little levity.
The difference between an alcoholic and a non drinker just before a car wreck? The non drinker screams “holy shit!”, while the alcoholic says “hold my beer, watch this shit!”.