I've been sober for 47 days straight now, and it's weird. This is the longest I've ever not drank.
Anyway, I'm not fixed. I don't really feel much different in terms of overall happiness, and I get into stupid and crazy moods all the time, still. The only difference is now there is no fantasy escape land and no sense of triumph on a weekly basis as I crawl out of my self-made pit and maintain the bare minimum of a life. Now it's just a constant...self-awareness. It's pretty exhausting, actually. At least there is less CRUSHING GUILT upon surfacing in the mornings, but I don't know - I'm not really any good at self-improvement. I can not-drink the hell outta ya if I have something that would make me a pure asshole for doing it in the way, but if it's just for the sake of my own quality of life - who the hell am I that I need 'quality of life'? What the heck?
WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON
- Jamie 'Stark Raving Sober' Sime