Yesterday was 17 months for me. I want to write here more often and have had these huge swamped periods of time since December, different stuff, all good, and so my thoughts bubble up and this page never gets opened.
But I’m at 17 months, which is not nothing, for me, and you know and care — so, hi!
I think about alcohol every single day and have interesting experiences vis-a-vis that. Quitting it is such a key for growth. Having this thing that was exquisitely capable of muffling my voices, and then having it gone, is such an illumination. Points straight at so much of the stuff. I am grateful for the flashlight.
I am past my swampedness now and will be back to think out loud some more here, soon hopefully.
Have a good one!