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Stubbornness. My sis and I know how to do that and do it well. Our whole family does. We’re the types of people that make up our minds and stick with whatever we decided. No matter what. That stubborn streak helped me stay drunk for a few decades. When people would ask me to quit because of whatever I’d done I would turn it around on them and stubbornly do what I wanted to anyway. I have to think I’m the one making the call. But. Alcohol made every call for me since I was 16 and I’m not just referring to the drunk dials. Alcohol was in charge of where I went, what I did, and who I did it with. My entire life revolved around it. When I had the flu five years ago, my friends brought over food and magazines and care packages. For every one of them who asked what to bring I’d always add on “…oh and a bottle of wine”. Like an afterthought. That’s all I wanted. That’s all I ever wanted. When it all got to be too much and my life wasn’t my own I surrendered. And when I’m done, I’m done. Alcohol is dead to me. Block and delete. Now it’s time to live and love. Without a highly addictive toxic liquid running the show. Happy Sunday, sober family! Keep it simple today.
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