Wednesday, Wednesday
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My co-worker won an office party for 20 at the bar for tomorrow night. I laughed so hard - it's just the two of us in the office! She called her family and friends and I'm the designated driver. I asked her why she couldn't have won the free teeth whitening instead! It should be fun, I've been venturing out a lot more these days. I feel more comfortable in my own skin I think.
By the time I moved to South Dakota, I was a complete recluse. Granted, I went to work at the church every day and managed to put on a good face there, but when all ewas said and done, it was off to the liquor store, draw the drapes and that was a night. Every night. The same. I've done more in the last year and a half than I have in the last five years I think. My co-worker, Tami and I have been voraciously planning camping trips, signing up for the motorcycle safety classes and devouring the internet looking for a new tent for me! My calendar is so full of scribbles and question marks and possibilities that I can hardly read May, June, July and August. My life is full! Who would have thought?
The club kind of has a pall on it these past few days, thinking about our friend that died. Some are more affected than others. Today I am the strong one and can give direction and compassion. I don't know what the funeral will bring, but for today - I can only be thankful that I have sobriety and a life full of love and happiness. I never want to go back to how it used to be. I'd rather die. And the fact that some still choose that option frightens me.
By the time I moved to South Dakota, I was a complete recluse. Granted, I went to work at the church every day and managed to put on a good face there, but when all ewas said and done, it was off to the liquor store, draw the drapes and that was a night. Every night. The same. I've done more in the last year and a half than I have in the last five years I think. My co-worker, Tami and I have been voraciously planning camping trips, signing up for the motorcycle safety classes and devouring the internet looking for a new tent for me! My calendar is so full of scribbles and question marks and possibilities that I can hardly read May, June, July and August. My life is full! Who would have thought?
The club kind of has a pall on it these past few days, thinking about our friend that died. Some are more affected than others. Today I am the strong one and can give direction and compassion. I don't know what the funeral will bring, but for today - I can only be thankful that I have sobriety and a life full of love and happiness. I never want to go back to how it used to be. I'd rather die. And the fact that some still choose that option frightens me.
1 comments:
I'm so excited for you, and proud! Getting out and living can be hard. I know that firsthand! I am still working on getting out and doing, and it's a struggle every day. But seeing a chock-full calendar? SATISFYING.
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