But today...
I dumped the wine out this morning. Took the trash out. I ran 4 miles and cried. It felt good to get all the shit in my head out. I'm not exactly sure what I was crying about while running. Alot of thoughts swirling through my head had no place to go, and came pouring out during the run. IT FELT GOOD! My mom died 4 years ago yesterday, July 4th of cancer. My dad just found out he has cancer 2 days ago and will be going in for treatment soon. I have no husband or boyfriend. I'm in debt up to my ears. I've been sitting around drinking wine and feeling sorry for myself.
But for today....
I will not drink my beloved wine. I have my health. I have faith that my father will be okay. I know my mom looks down on me from Heaven and knows I can do this. I have a daughter who loves me, and I love with all my heart. I have absolutely no idea what I'll do with this debt, but I have a job and will have to deal with it head on. I still have my looks (though a little older!) I'm in a good state of mind today. I know it won't be easy, and I may falter, but I will not give up.
Two weeks...thats what I'm shooting for. A liftetime would be nice too....but I can't say that yet with as much umph! My goal is not for a drink after 2 weeks, just get there, and hopefully keep going. I don't have the shakes, and don't think I will have any withdrawal besides anxiety because I can't drink.
I may be asking too much of myself, but I can no longer be the person I have been. I don't like me the past few years, and cannot live like that anymore. I won't live like that anymore.
Thanks for listening, and I may become a pain in all your asses from posting here. Please bear with me, I don't want to fail at everything in my life.
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