I imagine my fear as a huge dragon that takes many different forms. Health scares with my children, relationship problems, death, work stress, my underlying value. The dragon has a different label, but it’s the same. And I am trying now, as a completely sober person, to stare it right in the eyes. I don’t want to let it chase me off. I don’t want to keep running forever or hiding in the forest or looking over my shoulder. I want to be able to stand out on the edge of the canyon and see it all. I want to feel free and strong, not held back by fear.
When I woke up this morning the second set of words I heard were, “Nothing tastes better than sober…” I had an odd experience on Saturday night. I was out at a club after a pretty stressful chain of events, an acquaintance turned to me and said, “Man today has been full on. Seriously. I
“Sobriety” in and of itself sounds and feels so sparklingly pure. Free. Liberated. An enlightening achievement. Sobriety I’m keeping my body “clean” and “free” from the poisons of alcohol. But saying you’re sober feels like announcing you are pregnant and going to have a baby. It sounds so fresh, wholesome, pure and wonderful! Everyone celebrates and
Nice to meet you; My name is ‘Al’, You ask me ‘What’s your aim?’. I am your very best friend, just listen, I’ll explain. I can make you feel good, take away your doubt, your fear, your pain. You can be free, One of us, the In Crowd, the ones who know what there is
Tinkering around the edges of being sober is a very dangerous game to play. Give yourself a reason to drink, and you probably will