Sorry….still spewing forth post after post….
it seems to help….
seems to be necessary
I have always been a fighter.
When I was young
I had to learn to fight for everything.
My balance, my opportunities ….
everything internal and external.
And I have won many of my battles.
But than things got to easy and I got too soft.
Suddenly at 30 years old I had everything I had ever dreamed of
and I knew it was making me soft but I didn’t know how to fight that.
All of the soft , cushy privelidge that I suddenly had gave me the opportunity to kick back and and celebrate the comfort of my life with bottle after bottle of celebratory booze. I almost put out my own fire.
But I didn’t…Thank God
But life is still a battle field ….now I’m ready to fight
Second Month of Sobriety