I have always loved Friday the 13th, but it also holds an extra special place in my heart for a reason other than the obvious (horror movies, superstition, etc.). Exactly six years ago today, and also on a Friday the 13th, I checked into detox, and thus began my journey into sobriety. Although horribly drunk at the time, I can remember that day and evening so clearly, as though it was yesterday. I cried a lot, I spent time on the floor during intake because I was dizzy and thought I would puke, I laughed at ridiculous things, and most of all, I was terrified. Terrified of how I would figure out how to live without alcohol. You see, even though I was beyond my bottom at that point and desperately wanted to get sober, I had spent so much of my adult life in an altered state, I didn’t know how I was going to handle even the simplest things. But, through tons of hard work, self-searching, tears, and painful truths, not only did I sober up, I have managed to stay sober. I am so grateful to my supportive family and to even be here today. Many wonderful things have happened in my life over the past six years and I feel I have grown a lot as a person. Quite a few difficult things have happened as well, and thanks to the tools I learned from the wonderful people of AA, I got through. Life requires us to constantly evaluate and work on ourselves, and I am blessed to be granted a second life in order to continue on this journey.
Happy Friday the 13th everyone!
Thoughts, Inspiration, Ideas by a Daydreaming Artist 