I am feeling as if staying sober literately sucks the life out of me.. Ok, not in a way that I want to drink.. No! But in a way that I use every ounce of energy to keep my path of sobriety I tend to loose grasp of my day to day.. Does that make sense?? I want nothing more than to wake up each day with bountiful energy and happiness and willingness for what lies ahead, but no.. I am tired and dragging.. I feel gravity has me sucked in tight to the earth and I move ever so slow.. I am using the day or minute at a time think process, so I am hoping I can remove this utter depression and move forward.. I fear Gremlin Wolfie uses this in me to suck me back in to sipping wine from a gigantic goblet..
These are my thoughts.. This is my life.. I am prepared to do What I can to keep on my path.. I want to see clear, and feel healthy and bright.. I have hopes of starting up new adventures and take care of shit.. I have gutted out each and every corner of this house and donated and trashed every ounce of what is not necessary and such. I am taking time for self care.. This is huge for me.. I am a care giver a person who wants each and everyone else to be happy and comfortable and sacrifice my own comfort and happiness for thus.. I am pulling back, I am detaching, I am trying to hold myself up..