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.