I’ve got 38 days today. Last night was my first NYE without alcohol in decades. Tried to sleep through it, but was woken to hundreds of gun shots, which is fun.
But I made it. Planning on hitting a meeting today with a house mate from the sober house. I’m not much of one for 12 step meetings, but it’s a low cost to pay for the opportunity to get my life back together over the next 13 months in this program.
I’m sitting here, bored as hell in a sober living house. Struggling to not lose my mind right now, but just keep remembering I’ve got 37 days clean and sober for the first time in forever.
The cravings are real as fuck.