I have been in a terrible mood the last few weeks. Between some pretty bad dates, some toxic people in my life, and feeling very isolated….. I convinced myself that I was going to drink today, unless I got a sign not to.
Well. Ask, and you shall receive. A good friend of mine that I don’t get to see often due to distance, reached out to me today, right as I had become absolutely resolute that flyer I walked my dog, I was going to buy alcohol. We talked for about the entire hour walk about what’s been going on in our lives and what we were both upset about. We gave each other advice and encouragement.
And then I told her what my thoughts had been today about wanting to drink. She is also in recovery from weed. And said that she had felt the same way.
We both helped each other. And we are both back on track with our recovery. So grateful.