Today I am Grateful for the blessing of waking up everyday with my full knowledge of what happened the night before. Not waking up not remembering how i got into bed, mixed with, shame, and regret. Grateful I haven't had to have a conversation with myself in my head, telling myself that today is the day you will not drink tonight. 430pm rolls around and i just feel utterly compelled to make an excuse to get into town and sneak myself a pint back into the house.
Tomorrow marks 7 days since i started actually fighting for my sobriety.
I made it through myfirst weekend alcohol free for the first time in a long time coming.
Heres too many many more sober, fun, and full of life weekends.
Without God this wouldn't be possible for me.
God bless 