At times it's scary, like someone ripped away my security blanket but you get to know yourself all over again. The self loathing goes and without the shame of the booze and all the depressing hangovers life emerges pretty damn good
I've smashed up cars and broken bones, suffered anxiety and frequent suicidal thought, I have more blackouts than in the war and done things I'd rather forget. All that is behind me now and I like me, I've learned more in the last 8 months than in the previous 8 years! It's been a roller coaster but you get to feel the thrills as well as the bumps and I feel more alive than in my whole adult life.
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