I turned 24 today...whomp whomp. I don't know what it is about birthdays, but I just can't get into them like everybody else. My birthday is not a National Holiday, it is just another day that I get shmammered and wake up feeling awful the next day and resolving the issue by doing it again that night. Soo this year was a little bit different because I recently purchased a ticket on the Sober Train.
It's a lot smoother ride than I'm used to and I'm starting to feel very comfortable. My former Train, named "Live Fast, Die Young," which screamed down the tracks, threatening to derail at any moment finally pulled into the station. It took a long time, two dwi's (ok one is pending trial), crashing my car into a tree in the middle of nowhere (which very well could have killed me), disappointing everyone that I love so very much (yet again), and a trip to the worst hospital in America (in my opinion), to finally open my eyes. I've been sober for a week and a half, it feels pretty good, weird...but good.
I go to bed early and wake up feeling fine. It has probably been three years since I've actually had a good night's sleep. I'm scared about the trouble I'm in and I still haven't found a job. But, I'm working on it, and now my head is clear enough to take confident steps in the right direction. I don't know what the future holds but I know that I will now be able to see the path I'm on and make things happen. #Winning.
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