I don't know my next move, and somedays I think I'll be rewarded for being sober. It's probably delusional to think this, but it brings me hope when all my other thoughts are disparaging.
It's such a strange way to think, and it's ultimately unproductive.
I'm a doer, but once annoyances and obstacles pop up, they send me right back into a hopeless mind state even if it's the most menial annoyance.
I received a booking on a pet sitter site and I booked the gig. Then, a half hour later, they get back to me, saying they found someone else.
This small loss brought my energy levels down again. It seems small and trivial, but it affected me in a harmful way regardless of how minute it is in the grand scheme of life.
I'm stuck, and I've been here before. All the solutions I know and are suggested to me, I've already done and while they did help me rebuild in the past, my logical mind asks the question, "why would I rebuild the same way I did before if the whole thing toppled over?"
Any architect would think the same way, and that's what I mean, except it's my life, not a building.
Time also plays an important role in my aggravation and impatience. I am 36 years old, soon to be 37, come August. I don't have the same time as I did in my 20's to "figure things out."
Every second feels wasted right now.
I'm asking, praying, meditating, going to AA meetings, posting on here, and waiting for answers from god, source, or another person who can tell me something I haven't heard or haven't done before, and nothing has been revealed to me yet.
I need a miracle.