15 years ago today I took my (to date) last drink. I take today as my sober birthday because that evening lying on the floor in the fetal position sobbing my eyes out I made the decision to finally ask for help.
Then from my ever supportive and loving family, the nurse at work I trusted to actually ask for help, the psychiatrist she referred me to, the rehab staff who took me in, the others I was in rehab with through to the thousands of AAs who’ve sat with me in the thousands of meetings I’ve attended my undying gratitude and love. Thank you all. Everyone of you has helped to get me sober and keep me sober.
As they say…
One day at a time
Don’t drink and go to meetings
Never give up giving up