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.
The day started very much like the last one several years ago that nearly took my life. Today could have been a relapse day, but it wasn’t.
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.
Comparison is a thief – it robs us of the ability to embrace our achievements and see ourselves in a positive light.
As a woman in recovery, what I really want is sleep, more hours in the day, and to be a more pleasant mom and spouse. Since those aren’t actual gifts, I’ve got some other solid ideas to help the SoberMommies in your life.