And like a phoenix from the flames (being a bit overly dramatic there) my sober mojo has returned and I have risen from my funk to once again be feeling fine and dandy about things.
I'm riding those waves of emotion like a pro don't ya think? Well .. actually not really .. I still think that all the moaning and groaning that I do on here about being in a funk and stressed and all of that is kind of a failure.
But then I think well I am writing a blog charting my journey in sober living and I have to keep updating so there is going to be a bit of naval gazing now and then isn't there.
And then I think that actually me moaning and groaning and even admitting to having low moods is an entirely new thing for me and I shouldn't feel like it's a failure to do so.
And then I think am I thinking too much?
And then I think what shall I cook for dinner, and that I'll buy some herbs to plant this weekend.
And then I think I'll do some more work on my thesis tonight, and I wonder yet again how the hell I would be able to do this MA if I was still boozing.
And then I think back to my low mood over the last week or two and I feel really good about how I sat with those feelings and got through them without drinking.
And then I think isn't it amazing how I never want to drink.
And then I think how my sobriety just keeps getting longer and longer and longer...
And then I boil the jug and make a cup of tea....
And I feel just fine.
Love, Mrs D xxx
