The sun has come out

…so I guess it’s “tomorrow”, now. Yay. Thank God. I think a month of self-flagellation is plenty, don’t you? Cool. 

Wet noodles weren't enough.

Anyway, I’m in between laundering and running out to a Celebrate Recovery meeting, so this is gonna be short.
I was reading in the “Living Clean” book, and it (randomly) flipped open to something about emotional recovery, amd how there would come a time when we could say “I got through that without using!” and thereby adding another triumph to our arsenal of weaponry in the battle against the disease.
Once I made a list of things that I wouldn’t have expected to get through, clean, but did…maybe I will revisit that list here, at some point.
So, time has come to run out the door. I’m sorry that the last several posts have been so dismal (or at least that’s how they felt, from here). It’s been a long process,this particular lesson, and I think I can see the light at the end of the tunnel, and there’s a rainbow just outside the doorway. Whew.
Thanks for.handin in there with me, fellow travellers.
How have you been??

Posted from my cabin in the last part of the tunnel.