I’ve always been a morning person. Even when I was drinking. There’s something calming about a fresh start, coffee, sitting outside listening to the birds (and no hangover). Now, I’m in a stressful environment and mornings have been rough mentally. The job hunt has been unfruitful and my housing situation is precarious.
Cortisol spikes in the mornings, so I understand that’s part of waking up in a panic lately. Understaning it doesn’t make it any less exhausting. I need to make some new sober friends. I’m too social in the mornings to spend them ruminating alone.
If you’re struggling, you’re not alone. I’ve had to resort to crashing at an old drinking buddy’s place with the temptation one room away in a fridge and have stayed sober. It’s not ideal, but I will not lose my daughter. So, whatever situation you’re in, day 1, 100, or 0, know that you can do this 🫶