I stepped out of my self isolation cocoon last night. I went to a concert (Quiet Riot, Warrant, Skid Row) with my friend and her husband. I was their designated driver. It felt weird seeing the long lines of people waiting for alcohol while I clung to my Pepsi. I’m grateful for the experience. I shared my current plan with that friend and she didn’t judge me or turn her back. She still included me. I am so grateful for that. Here is to another day. 
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Good for you!
I’m looking forward to a concert in February, not waiting in the expensive beer line and eventually the long restroom line.
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True friends or partners will support your decision. They love you for who you are and not a drinking buddy
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Shelli, that’s so awesome you went to a concert and didn’t join in on the drinking. Proud of you. I love going to concerts and have been to dozens of them throughout my lifetime. The very last concert I went to was about 12 years ago. I went to see Kenny Chesney and uncle Kracker at Heinz field in Pittsburgh. I had my son with me who was 12 years old at the time. It was a day I’ll never forget due to me getting drunk, dancing on a table, and getting asked to leave because I was drunk. The worst part is I drove my son and I home 50 miles home. I will have to live with that the rest of my life. Thank God I got home safely no tickets or accidents on the way home. However it could have been much different. That day could never changed my life forever. Thank God for his mercy and grace. That’s a big mistake I made that day and I try not to think about it. Now I’m finally seeking to maintain a clean and sober life in recovery. Hopefully I will get to another concert someday and enjoy the concert in my sobriety.
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You went Where The Down Boys Go, and came back alive. That's great!
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Yes sir!!! 
I like the part of this story where you share the positive aspect that God got you both home safe! Whether it was god, luck, who cares, you made it! We all do some wild sh-t! I could tell you some of my stories! Maybe when I get a little farther into this thing. Remember what I said though… I believe our depression comes from living in our past. I have held onto my poor abuse victim mentality far too long. I don’t want to be her anymore. So I’m tucking her away to bed where she can Rest In Peace and I can start living again! Hang in there!
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Wow, I’m so glad you shared about putting your victim mentality past to bed. I’m going to do thy exact same thing. I have blamed everyone I could over the years instead of taking responsibility and being accountable for my actions and choices. Thanks 
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