I celebrated quietly. It felt surreal. It felt awkward and good.
Eleven days ago on August 26th, 2007 I celebrated 24 months *sobriety.
I drew a picture; a representation of feelings felt in the midst of quietly laying alone, late that night in bed.
Some people know this as I did tell them that day. A handful really, had not much to say.
“Be proud” they reply.
I sigh inwards
outwards
and rather deny… the right to be so.
Lightning didn’t strike and the World remains intact, save
for the few orgasmic attacks.
I wonder why I didn’t cry. I wonder why.
*sobriety from GHB which had been my lovely drug of choice
CongraTS ON 2 years. Just remember that there are only a few of us that are “CHOSEN” to stay. Value very highly what you have for it is the most important thing you have – above ALL else – no matter what. GOD SPEED.
I’m proud of you! =)
*hugs*
Mike – thanks for the kind words.
Bonita in Pink – Thank you
Your welcome.
Jess I am so very proud of you. You have come a long way and I wish I could have been there to help you through. Give yourself a big pat on the back you deserve it and you deserve all the happiness in the world. I love you much!!
Shyanne – Thanks sweetie. You are always with me in spirit. xo