Happy Monday to all of you kick ass sober sisters and brothers!
Have you ever tried a geographic relocation to escape your bad habits of drinking? Have you ever told yourself that if you just get to a new town, a new house, a new state, a new country that everything will be better? That you’ll get your shit together and sober up once and for all?
The sisters tried this. And failed. Tried again. Failed again. Confucius said, “Wherever you go, there you are”.
Physically moving to a new place didn’t change us how we wanted it to. It’s easy to tell yourself, “Oh, I live in a beach town, people just drink more here”. Or “I’m the only American in this part of whatever country, of course I’m going to drink more”.
Until we got honest with ourselves and actually realized and BELIEVED that the problem came from within, not without, did we start to get better. Then the real work started.
It’s still a road with ups and downs, lefts and rights, but we never pop that bitch in reverse.
Be kind to yourselves today and remember to keep it simple, sisters.