Quietly, I often hear from friends in the DM's, 'I'm stopping.' 'I'm quitting.' 'I'm done.' I know instantly they've seen my story/ies and they have decided it's Day 1. Maybe yesterday, maybe last week. Maybe they will have to start over, or maybe they've pushed through to several months.
It's the holiday season and open bars are everywhere. Recipes for sparkling drinks are EVERYWHERE , and the stress level is at a fever pitch.
For me, today is 1302 days. Out of the blue, I needed to know. I saw a friend post 10 years, and considered what that must feel like. Probably alot like 3.5 years. Stressful, easy, happy, sad. But that magic concoction that helped me , once upon a time, is no longer any part of the equation of peace.
The 10 Day Alchohol Detox Plan (book) was one of my guides. I had some things in place, but basically I had just had enough. When it matters more to reclaim your life, you'll do whatever it takes. And I did. I did what it took for me. The first days are HARD. How many days are the 'first days'... well, there's a 10, 31, 66, plans. But it all starts with a decision, that no matter how many times you pour it out, you pour it out. It's no longer wasted money, it's ownership. Owning your mess, your chaos, your time, your life. Mindset is everything. Notice I didn't say willpower. 10 Day Detox (book) helped me, among many things, learn to breathe through the craving, both physical & mental, and deal with what was driving the desire to throw away the rest of the day and continue my current state of chaos.
I don't have a call to action or advice. I'm just celebrating that day 1302 feels good. Today. Quietly on a rainy Thursday in November.
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