I don’t want to get up this morning.
I had using dreams all night. Ones with 💉 & endless pokes & allllllll the stress.
I h a t e those dreams ☹️
Maybe it’s because I’m working thru some internal patterns right now. Maybe it’s because – once more – I’m in a season of transition in life. Maybe it’s because I am FINALLY actively writing my 2nd book.
Maybe it’s none of those things. Maybe it’s all of them.
Either way though, the truth?
The truth is, I woke up clean.
And, altho I did eat sugar again (owie 🤕), I am not coming down, jonesing for a fix, or trying to piece together what harm I may have cause last night.
And, I’m grateful. So f’n grateful.
I’ll roll over, attend to these canine children’s needs, then maybe do some prayer & meditation to tend to my own.
Maybe even hit a meeting tonight.
We DO recover, y’all. It’s not always a cakewalk, but we really, really do 🖤🙏🖤
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