daniel and i hit the rocks and crashed and burned.
ashley and celena helped me pick up the pieces.
i am done crying. and next i am working on being done being angry.
act 2 began a few days ago.
"no more scheming, only dreaming"
i find myself daydreaming about drink less and less. i do say it socially still "god i want a drink right now" in times of stress, but i don't think i reallyw ant one. it's something i say as a social, cultural norm.
i miss drugs. a lot. like, a lot.
to have a klonopin and spend my day off just drawing and napping in sunlight on carpet like a cat...
but, alas, i am not.
all in all, dealing well with sobriety even in spite of challenges life throws my way. i have good hopes for the coming weeks.
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