60 Days

Technically 63 days, 9 weeks, since the night I had my last drink, but my mom and sister finally made me solidify a date, July 28, 2010, as my first sober day. Hehe. Whatever. Two months sober. There it is.

I just re-read my 30 Days post and realize how far I’ve come in just this last month. Vacation was a big blissful part of that, sure, but it’s also just the continuation of coming out of the fog. Of learning, of changing, of trying each day to be/do/think a little bit better.

I still don’t know much, but I know this: I am no longer choked with fear and anger and shame every day. I am no longer a slave to vodka. I have a lot of love around me. I am beautiful. I am not permanently damaged. I am human. I can do this. I am never alone. I live in joy.

Pretty good, right? Worth trading 63 drunken nights for, I’d say.

Onward and upward. 🙂

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