Another really emotionally hard day. Family drama up close and personal. I’ve been eating like a freaking pâté goose and I don’t even care because fighting the urge not to freaking -drink- has been hard enough. Not particularly happy with using sugar like a freaking drug but as I’ve said a million times nobody ever woke up in the middle of the night sweaty and with pounding heart after too many cookies. Nor did anyone ever get a hangover from pie.
I am so tired of being strong. So. Tired.
But hey...I didn’t drink so I still win.
That's right, you win!! Don't forget it. There are too many others of us trying to get to where you are. You are in the better place. Hugs!!
ReplyDeleteI seem to be getting past that “aw, what the hell” urge to drink and I’m very grateful. I was winning the fight but it’s a tiring fight. I’m also very grateful to all you folks in the blogosphere — for a while there y’all were keeping me sober. Thanks.
DeleteI read almost every post even if a few days go by. You are like a juicy soap opera sans juice. Lol, I get it, too many details would be inappropriate but I love your posts and sense of humor!
DeleteAww...thanks! I try not to tell anybody’s story but my own.
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