Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Time

I was talking with a friend the other day about how painfully slow the first year year of sobriety went. Sooo slow...it sucked. I use to watch episode, after episode of Americas Next Top Model every weekend to try and make the time go by just a little bit faster. I had some one tell me that it was never to early to go to bed. So on the days that just seems to drag on with no end I would hit the sack at like 6:30. I was just trying to survive. Just trying to get through the day sober.

Time flies now. In fact I wish I could slow it down. It gets better, it really does.

5 comments:

  1. I baked cookies and checked out really thick books from the library!

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  2. I lay in bed and cry...I know you say it gets better, but when? Sometimes I think I am on the verge of being ok...only to find myself back in a dark place again.

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  3. that post gives me hope - I really want to belive that it will get better.
    Thanks, Emily.

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  4. It does y'all! It does get better. I promise!

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  5. Self-pity is best friends with the drinking-alcoholic.

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