Starting again tomorrow. I have a profound knowledge that I can’t drink. I can’t enjoy wine, I don’t enjoy wine, and it is destroying my soul. Problem is, I have to be strong on my own. My husband has only hatred and criticism for me and I can’t really blame him, I suppose. I will get this with or without his help and without it will most likely be the case, but that is okay. I am strong. I have gotten through a lot on my own and I am extremely resilient. I haven’t had another choice which I guess has made me strong and gives me hope I can thrive in sobriety.
I am at the point where alcohol doesn’t do any good, doesn’t provide relief and doesn’t bring happiness. It’s all negative, which is good for once.
So, tomorrow. Day 1.
Done and starting to live my life.
This is for me. For once.