I have been thinking and talking about quitting for a few years now (at least). And have had a few failed attempts. My mom..my very best friend, died 2.5 years ago. I have been living in a suspended state ever since. I'm short tempered with my daughter and my husband because they just won't behave the way I "think" they should. Then I feel sorry for myself that I have to cope with all their crap. LOL!
I've spent a lot of time thinking "if only xxxx - then I wouldn't drink so much". Dawned on me this morning that this perfect household, perfect child, perfect finances, perfect pets etc just doesn't exists and never will. And that I somehow much learn to cope with life without the bottle. Someone told me a few weeks back that I need to make friends with the universe. After finding out that I needed 1300 done to my car, 2 dogs in the vet with issues, bills up the ying yang etc etc - a bird took a big crap right on me! LOL! I guess my friend was right, I need to make friends with the universe.
Anyway - It's Friday and I'm wondering why I picked a Thursday to quit!?!? But I know the answer...there is always going to be a Friday, a party, a holiday, a vacation. But my liver has had it with me. So, here's to day 2!! Coping with whatever comes my way. I pray for strength and no bird poop!!
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