100 Day Sober Challenge = Complete.
And even though it’s been a surprisingly lackluster sort of a day,
complete with a morning wake-up to
followed by long minutes
and an unforgivable cup
(seriously, the worst cup of coffee I have ever had was today of all days),
I am still
And I’m still
And even though I don’t feel like
I still feel pretty
And better than I’ve felt
In a long, long, long, long time.
Day 100, I made it.
p.s. And here I go –
onward & upward.
p.p.s. Thank you to my (dear, amazing, incredible, how-lucky-can-a-woman-get?!) hubs, to my family, to my friends (Little Ms. Jones, Anne, Millie, Lori, Feeling, Betty, Robert, Prim, Wanting Something Better, A Hangover Free Life, Ella, Wendy, and Dinah), my therapist, and to Belle (for cheering this fucking party on). You have all been true gifts to me with your continued support and general awesomeness. Love to all of you.*