Today is the fourth anniversary of my sobriety date, but yesterday was the fourth anniversary of the day that my life changed.
Four years ago I asked for help. I didn’t know, even as I asked, if I would accept the help, but I knew I needed it.
Four years ago I told the truth. I admitted that I was out of control; that I was a train that had quietly been picking up steam and was a wreck waiting to happen.
Four years ago I hit my bottom. It wasn’t a dramatic bottom. It wasn’t a DUI. I didn’t lose a job or my family. It was piles of secrets and lies that became too much. It was just a frightened little voice that said “live”.
Every day I thank that voice. Every day I thank my higher power for letting me hear that voice. And I thank my husband and all the people who came into my life that day to help me begin to heal.
4 responses so far ↓
1 Cynthia // Sep 8, 2009 at 9:37 am
Diana,
We are so proud of you! We love and charish you. Congratulations.
2 Dave // Sep 8, 2009 at 10:01 am
Congratulations!
3 Lisette // Sep 11, 2009 at 10:05 pm
You keep goin’ girl!
4 Jeanne U // Nov 13, 2009 at 3:16 pm
Diana: My sister-in-law was a classmate of yours in elementary school. She read a story I wrote about my dog and she referred me to your blog! I love your writing and find we have something else in common, I have 13 years sobriety. I can really identify with your feelings! Keep writing!
Jeanne
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