Don’t worry

I wonder how much time I’ve dedicated in my life to worrying about what people think. I’m sure it would add up to YEARS. I started drinking because it was the thing to do. My parents drank, their friends drank, and anyone who was anyone in my eyes drank. It was so important to me to fit in while standing out. I wanted to be happy and needed for everyone to be happy with me. I’m still trying to figure out why I was like that. Today I surround myself with those who get it. I want to be with people who aspire to be a little bit better than they were yesterday.
When I got sober it was shocking to me who remained my friends and who didn’t. The people who didn’t seem too happy for me are the ones that don’t want to look at their own issues with alcohol or other addictions. For some reason I seem to scare them. It’s hard to see someone who drove with one eye open for all of her 20s 🤦🏽‍♀️🤦🏽‍♀️🤦🏽‍♀️get her shit together I guess. They don’t like that mirror. I don’t judge them but I sure don’t go out of my way to call them. It’s a lot easier to be happy for others when you truly like yourself. Happy Sunday, sober family. Keep it simple today.

One response to “Don’t worry”

  1. This is so true. A few of my friends are desperately trying to make me drink again. I wonder when it sinks in that I’m not going to whether we will still be friends. I know its if not, it’s not worth risking my sobriety for 🤗🤗🤗


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