I used to spend Sunday’s alone at the bar. Every Sunday, for years. From about age 22 to 33. Today, I have spent the entire day alone and it’s still so hard sometimes to fill the mind with enough distractions to not think about my old bar days.
Today was a rough one. 276 days clean and sober though. I’m not compromising on this one. I may be alone, lonely, no where near who I wish I was at this point in my life… but I’m NOT DRUNK!