I’m feeling better since my last post. I am definitely bracing the future and not dwelling on the past. I have things good and if a memory from my past pops up to haunt me well, I’ll embrace it and remind myself of who I am now. Without all my alcohol related incidents, decisions, memories would I be the person I am now? Would I be able to marvel at how amazing being sober is? I doubt Normie’s even think about how amazing it is.
I’ve just arrived home after a lovely lunch out with the girls for a friend’s birthday. I took the car and was very proud that I managed to park in the centre of town. Definitely a sober perk, being able to drive myself everywhere.
I was nervous that people would notice that I wasn’t drinking and that I would get a barrage of questions. (these girls all like their wine) I found most people were not bothered. Some asked why I wasn’t drinking and I said I was driving and there was no follow-up questions. Others, just didn’t notice at all. Well, apart from one, there is always one!
So far in my short journey of sobriety, I have found weekends to be by far the trickiest. I think this is because in my drunken days, weekends were always that time of the week where I drank without feeling guilty and I didn’t give myself a hard time about how much I was drinking because basically everyone else was doing it on a weekend too.