AfflictionAteHer

Tomorrow will be 4 weeks since I purchased or drank alcohol.  I don’t know how long it’s been since I went so long without a drink of any kind, but certainly many years.  It was been at all difficult not to drink, though i’ve often reflected that a drink would be nice — the heard thing was quitting initially, which required a trip to the La Hacienda Treatment Facility.

I do feel better, physically and mentally.  I’m slowly getting more energy.  My memory has improved dramatically.  I don’t feel hopeless or depressed.  My eyes are no longer blood-shot and I think my skin may look better.  I’m far less bloated (though I haven’t lost much weight).

I still get anxious, and when I do a drink sounds good — but it’s clear to me that drinking was making the anxiety worse in some ways.

And it’s such a relief to have this big worry/guilt off my back.   This big monkey.

One thing that’s made this easier than, say, quitting smoking is that I didn’t drink for the majority of my life.  It doesn’t seem odd to be the only person at a table who isn’t drinking.  In fact it’s even better than when I was in my 20s because back then I felt so unsophisticated because I didn’t like alcohol and wished I did — and now it’s my choice to abstain.

Finally getting the house cleaned up.  This place was just incredibly dirty… have it to almost good enough shape to be able to maintain it with a little effort.  My asthma and allergies seem much improved.

Still no job and we’ve got about enough $ to see us through November.  I’m ready to go back to work.

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