December Desober

It's been close to a year since I stopped using.

I'm finally starting to feel better.

My energy is coming up. My mood is coming up.

Something is definitely happening to me.

I hardly recognize some of the things I have written. I don't know what happened to me... why did I have to use?

In honest reflection after all these months have passed, I'm baffled.

What was that all about, for fucks sake?

I put a torch to my whole life. I struggled through college after my kids got in school. After I finished my degree and my post graduate work, I found a great job with good pay. I was on my way up.

I self destructed though. It all came crashing down around me because of me. Why did I do that? Why didn't I just do like I did through college? I kept my nose to the grindstone. I worked hard. I was doing great. Everything was going perfectly.

I am a fucking idiot. But I'm a sober.

I should have just stayed sober to begin with.

But I couldn't. I couldn't.

Well, ladies and gentlemen, I blew it.

Fuck.
 
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