Are you still there? Hanging in. I must admit I have found it a breeze most of the time, during this shutdown. I have had no triggers to drink, no one is drinking in my house. I have a momentary stab of oddness when I think of the ”release” and all the promises of parties and the only mention being of drink drink drink.
I am very pleased I don’t drink. As well you know if you have followed this blog in all its 640 days! But at times I get a very lonely feeling when all are drinking around me, and I feel like a bit of an odd creep who is misunderstood, and cannot explain herself. Happened recently, and it stings. It stings because I should be over that shouldn’t I? I should be grateful and pleased that I am making choices which are good for me. Good for my mental health. And believe me, I am! But it does not mean that there are times when I really do feel like a pariah.