I've been sober 92 days now. Yes, it's very different. No, it's not different at all. Basically it boils down to not having an escape anymore. I have to face shit. Fuck. Do I have to? Yes, Scott, you have to. Fuck!
There is something that makes it a bit easier, and that's giving up control .... control that I obviously never had anyways. I'm gonna shut up about this. I find that I know absolutely nothing about staying sober. Everything I ever thought I knew about staying sober never worked. My genius thinking got me nowhere but fucked up. So I just work on trying to forget everything I thought I knew. I work on trying to let God show me right ways to think. That seems to be going in a good direction right now.
Anyways, Hi Blog. I might be posting again soon.
Whoa... too much thinking for now. I'm gonna take a break and go to work.
Saturday, April 18, 2009
Life on Life's Terms
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Congrats! Nuthin' like a good habit kickin' to wake up the soul...For me, 'know thyself,' also includes 'know thy excrement,' no matter how great the stench. Better to know it and release it then play in it.
Go, man, go.
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