I shared the past two Thursdays that I have been feeling low. I still am. Yesterday, during this drive I went on, I thought the low was breaking. Instead, when I got home, I slept for an hour and a half and was so tired that I went to bed early and slept some more. I don't sleep like that all the time. I don't worry about this. I know it will pass. When I was drinking, it was much worse, waking up feeling terrible and also whatever transpired while I was drunk to top off the black mood. In fact, I am a natural pessimist, of which habit I only recently started seeing a difference in. I systematically change every negative thought into something positive. Sometimes there is nothing positive to find in a certain thought so I just get rid of that one altogether. I focus on what I can have a part in change or working on to the better.
It takes a long time for bonds to break after drinking for what seems like forever and some might never be broken. I don't give up hope. I never give up.
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