Hello--Thanks for starting this group. Note taking and keeping track of my recovery process keeps me vigilant as to the importance of my recovery. I'm always...
Hello to everyone who has joined! Thanks for joining and please feel free to post as you would journal. I find journaling personally cathartic, and put a great...
Tuesday, October 26, 2004. I'm hurting today, emotionally. Mostly because of the feeling that I've been betrayed by someone that I thought had more respect for...
My years of addiction and living through stressful times has changed my ability to feel comfortable. I am numbed to my feelings. I still hold in my mind how...
Wednesday, October 26, 2004 I'm thinking about where I was seven years ago. I would have been just cracking open another four litre bottle of wine, after...
What a relief!!!! I was so on edge about something for the last week or two. Not able to put my finger directly on the problem, I kept transferring my...
Hi, Was glad to hear about SOSJournal. I like to write most every evening or whenever. It makes me feel connected to the good life and like a magnet keeps me...
I'm like everyone else in recovery, my process and path is unique. Whatever makes sense to me might not make sense to someone else. My main objective is to...
Six weeks from today I will be forty-seven years old. Forty-seven. I can remember when twenty-five seemed ancient, when I didn't think I'd make it to thirty,...
Today, I am hanging on to my sobriety by my fingernails. This week has been a nightmare, and next week is looking worse. If it weren't for the fact that I have...
I have a tendency towards timidity. Afraid that I might offend someone. I don't want people to be unhappy with me. Here's the odd part. I don't feel as...
November 14, 2004 Woke up from a doozy of a drinking dream. I was driving my car, going to work, hungover after having binged the night before. In the dream, I...
Sunday November 14, 2004 11:20 am I've been working so hard on my new consulting job that I've been mentally exhausted. Took most of yesterday off and lay on...
Between outpatient, SOS meetings, gambling counseling and mandatory house activities, my mind is on my recovery. It's a situation that is all work and no...
I've been working my butt off on my consulting projects. I'm not used to using my brain this intensely. It's causing me difficulty in my sleep. Feel like my...
Today, as I sit here at my desk at work, finishing my hurried lunch, I was stopped in my tracks by a thought that filters through to me now and again. What...
Hello, Welcome to any new folks who have joined the group. As most of you know, this group is very un-moderated, which means that anyone can join without prior...
I'm grumbling about other people grumbling. Sort of a under the radar murmuring and complaining situation. I am trying to acknowledge my irritation and let...
I'm moving this Friday to a bigger apartment. Packing my existence into cardboard boxes, taping them shut with the loud shrieking straaaap that tape makes,...
It's a quiet night, thankfully. New neighborhood, new apartment, new office. No sirens, no tourists. Now just have to readjust back into working hours on...
... journal. ... OK ... Anything for a welcoming from Mamma Sue! I'm glad I stumbled across this list. I have always wanted to start journaling but I'm too ...
I cannot accept the concept of being powerless. In most things I recognize a lack of total control, but in few instances is one truly powerless. To espouse...
...to finally communicate with sober folks who's program omits the reliance on God and acknowledges that we are ourselves responsible for our sobriety! I just...
I've been too busy as of late. Learning to merge living with work and the few family obligations I allow into my life. I'm barely keeping my mouth above the...
Some folks get exercised at the configurations of a Higher Power that others come up with. In my mind, the sophistication of the configuration represents...
I haven't felt much like writing lately. I don't hardly write at all, in fact. Not in my journals, not my typical essays, not even much e- mail. Working has...
Ahh, what to drink? What to drink? I'll admit, those damned little Bailey's bottles have been lurking in my shadows, but it was more to do with my stress...
Christmas Eve, and the snow was falling thick and fast. I made my way to my parents' house, just like every year that I can remember since leaving home. I got...