Day 33 – The first month’s Blues

Day 33 – The first month’s Blues

Yesterday I posted a video wherein I talked about feeling low, tired, lacklustre, and generally a bit naff during weeks two and three of going sober. My best guess is that it’s a chemistry thing. My body should be a happy, carefully balanced ‘virgin’...
Day 11 – Hour 264. – Minute 15,840 – Second 950,400 (roughly LOL)

Day 10 – A shite day

Not a good day Not an easy day The bad voice in my head was loud. I struggled to stay focused. I waned and wobbled. Why? Who knows? Maybe the euphoria of these initial victorious days has a sell-by date and has ebbed? Maybe it’s a full moon. Maybe I am human? Maybe...
Day 11 – Hour 264. – Minute 15,840 – Second 950,400 (roughly LOL)

Day 9 – Re-Cap

Let’s take stock. I check my diary and count the days again! 9 My train has definitely left the station and the amazing, terrific, fantastic, brilliant -shall I go on? YES! – incredible, fabulous, IN-YOUR-FACE-ALCOHOL! news is that .. I have a ticket! AND, I am on...