...Is my old place.
I moved back into my old efficiency apartment. The rent was cheap and the drunks from the so-called sober house are gone. I’m on my own now and employed.
However, I’m drinking again.
I have to stop. I’m on my own and feel unaccountable. It’s the worst thing for a responsible alcoholic.
I came to the realization that I can’t actually perform my job without being able to pay attention to needs and tendencies of my team members. You can’t do that hung over.
So, I’m using this weekend to sober up.