Day 2, that is. Safely in bed.
Huge family drama and a drinking spouse were both tough obstacles but I stayed on the sober path. Wanted to acknowledge that fact instead of listening to the voice in my head saying "yeah,so? Two is nothing."
Two is not nothing. It is more than I've done in the past 8 days and a necessary step to Day 3. So That Voice can just fuck off.
Things I Did To Get Through This Day:
Jazzed up my usual iced tea with a squeeze of fresh lemon and a splash of seltzer.
Ate a lot of sweet starchy stuff.
Zoned out with computer games.
Did some long overdue decluttering.
Have an important long anticipated work meeting tomorrow. So glad I won't be miserable in that "dammit I feel like shit why did I DO that?!" way I've done so many times before.
I can do this. If there's anybody out there -we- can do this.