Today I had a friend message me saying, “Every day is its own award winning struggle.” I had another acquaintance (friend?) who I had come across at a meeting hand me their card so I could contact them should I find myself needing to.
Thus far this has been my biggest battle. Not just hearing, but knowing that I’m not alone. As I said in a previous post I’ve been sober for over a year. I’ve been an admitted alcoholic for eight days. I’ve gone to at least one meeting a day for over a week. I’ve known for a not insignificant amount of time that I had issues with alcohol, issues with myself, yet until I said so to a group of strangers, until I said, “I’m not okay with what’s going on,” I never felt less alone.
These strangers who have no prior, vested interest have done so much to ensure I’m not harming myself; that I’m not harming others.
The amount of gratitude I feel for all of these people is immense. I hope I never take them for granted.
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