here i am, a couple of days into this journey of life without alcohol. i dont feel today, like i did when i first came into the rooms. idk if its a lack of selfishness, if its chronological experience, or an acceptance of the shit that goes on around me. i like to think its coz ive matured behaviorally, emotionally, psychologically, and spiritually. its not that i dont care, its more ive learned limits to what i can and cannot do. how many times, and fer how long, did i fight to make what i wanted to happen, happen? maybe, its the idea that ive grown in faith and belief that i no longer am as important as i once thought i was. maybe, ive surrendered, and accepted, there are forces beyond my control, and tryin to control everythin around me, is just impossible. i reckon, today, i dont run the show. 1 day @ a time...
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bjsrer
corn fed not inbred michigan white trash...