At first, I couldn't stand the sunlight for long. I kept my curtains closed. I was miserable. There was one person who could talk to me and that person often did not because I wasn't very nice. Realize that I had come close to death, which for me wasn't the awful part, it was the being sick and helpless I did not like. I had always felt like I tried to take care of myself in the past. When I was doing drugs or drinking or both and on the streets, people couldn't tell by my looks that I was living like this, because I took care of myself. Not that I lived like that a lot, a drunk on the streets, because I didn't but sometimes it happened.
It took a while to come out of the fog and into the light of sobriety. There was a long foggy part at the beginning, two years worth maybe, and now there are still some dark days but nothing I feel I can't handle. It's mainly clear sunny days. I like to explain it in weather terms right now. It makes the quickest sense.
I tried getting out and making friends. I was attracted to addicts, alcoholics and people with mental illness, while nobody was particularly attracted to me. I stepped back from that and I remain cautious for the time being.
Nevertheless! Every day getting a little better.
Thank you for reading the words of this one alcoholic.
Lisa L'Heureux |
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