When the
alcohol dries up, the dust that remains can be self-pity. This is a dry drunk.
Through several relapses, I guess I, too, have been a dry drunk at
times.
Gratitude,
humility and the interconnectedness I find at my recovery meetings keep me
alive. Meetings are my "Oxygen Network".
Today, I
can breathe and my breath is free of alcohol. And for this one moment I am
free.
(Surimi):
Can he hold his sobriety? Can sobriety be
held? Or is it like a champagne bubble that will burst when held? Or does
sobriety go flat, like stale beer?
Daily
renewal, daily reprieve. The tide comes in, the tide goes out. Sobriety is Now.
from All Drinking Aside (Rough Draft, Chapter 62)
Living in the moment. Living in the moment. Living in the moment. Takes practice and determination. Self-pity never stops looming. I get it.
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