Just an admission of guilt. I am NOT doing well on my sobriety journey. And I’m not trying to blame it on anyone else. I made the choice to drink this weekend - me alone.
A big part of what drives me to drink is the overwhelming stress in my life. I support my entire family by myself and the burden makes me feel like I’m drowning. I have a partner who isn’t sharing equal weight, and is downright emotionally abusive sometimes. For moral (and other) reasons, I can’t just up and leave. I know my task is to find a way to achieve sobriety in the face of ANY adversity. Just feeling so weak and powerless and worthless right now.
I wish I could squeeze out a hug from someone who truly understands where I am, because I truly feel like I have no one to confide in about this.
Except you - thanks for reading, kind stranger.