May your choices reflect your hopes, not your fears.
-Nelson Mandela
That quote is written in the cover of the journal I have been reading from every week, along with many others I captured for inspiration. But in the years since, I have come to see my very early days of sobriety a little differently.
In this audio post, I discuss how I actually had to let the scared part of me lead in early sobriety, because, well, the confident part was basically full of shit. A sham. The Wizard in the sham Land of Oz I had created around me. That scared part had to stand up and say, “I don’t really care how my life looks, I care about how it feels, and I am scared it’s going to always feel this bad.”
One of my soul lessons is to learn self-advocacy, even from one part of myself to another (aka internal boundaries). Last week, I had to jump on here and do just that, and say that I needed a pause and wasn’t sure what was next for this section of my Substack. Listen in to hear about my very last drinking binge and why I believe anyone can get sober (*do this safely, please!). Also - spoiler alert - I decided to continue sharing my journal entries, in a modified way that will still get the point across, just at a quicker pace.
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