...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.
Without Wax,
2 comments:
I am glad to hear you are going to keep trying. Slips happen it is what you do after, that defines you. Perhaps you have to try some meetings again? It might be easier if you don't try to walk the path alone.
I hope your new place brings you happiness and makes things better. I know in my past I have not always made the best use of alone time with nothing to do. Be careful.
I wish you the best, brother!
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