one day at a time

I'm terrible at updating my blog. Sorry, Blog. Lately, I've had to explain my sobriety to too many people. If you're not familiar with alcoholism, it's tricky. You're never cured from being an alcoholic, it's with you FOREVER. Six years, two months and sixteen days later, I'm still having to explain this. I'm explaining it to family members who should understand by this point in the game. I'm explaining it to coworkers who don't care and still insist on having group meetings in bars, where they get no work done. And recently, I found myself having to explain it to a guy who asked me out on a date.

I didn't get caught doing anything illegal when I quit drinking. I could probably have a beer or a glass of wine in the presence of other people without doing anything stupid. I don't want to risk that. My sobriety is important to me. It's mine. I own it. I'm sure this sounds ridiculous, but it's one of the few aspects of my life that I have complete control.

This is one of the things in my life that I shouldn't have to explain to anyone. ANYONE. If you're friends with someone who doesn't drink, do my a favor; respect it. For some weird reason, sobriety is a touchy subject. There are very few people who know my whole story. (I can count the number on one hand, and that's okay!!) Sometimes I wish those people who know lived closer, because staying sober isn't easy. I'm closing up on 6 years, two months and 17 days...just a few minutes.

There are days when it seems the world is plotting against me and my dreams. Those are the best days to just stay home and create projects for your friends.


This cute little guy is for two of my very favorite friends and their brand new baby boy.