Sobriety Date
Today is the anniversary of the last day that I woke up in detox wearing paper slippers. The report attached to the end of my bed stated that the day before had "ran away" from a 3/4 way house.
It really was not my intention to run away. That morning some of my colleges and I had gone off into the nearby woods to get loaded. We drank
NyQuil purchased at a
7-Eleven a quarter mile away. Today, I am not sure if NyQuil was the only alcohol we could get or if we thought that we would not get caught if we drank cold medicine. Either way we did get caught and I got shipped off to detox and then off to yet another halfway house.
In that detox I really took the first step for the first time. In that fog, I had a moment of clarity. I realized that I needed to take the First Step "just for today." Whenever I let myself get beyond today my ego and my innate love of argument would kick in and I could talk myself into another drunk so fast it makes my head spin. But, I just for today, I could admit that I was powerless.
Today, I realize two things: first, that my moment of clarity had to come from God and second, I still need to work my steps one day at at time. Arrrrrrrgggggggghh, I have become one of those slogan people I always hated.