For some, holidays are a time of joy, but for many others (especially the newly sober), they are a time of great stress and anxiety.
Kudos to me for no longer self-medicating and getting help, but nobody really needs to hear the details of my mental illness, right? Recovery is supposed to be a happy place.
You already have everything you need to be successful in your recovery. You are showing up and doing the work.
Saturday mornings are no longer foggy, unhappy, painfully awash with regret, shame and self-loathing, working out how long it is decent to wait before starting again.
My sister and her other bridesmaids, friends, etc. are social drinkers. There is already talk of going to Vegas for the Bachelorette Party.