Today is my 11 year anniversary of complete sobriety.
As I reflect on this past year, I feel very grateful that I already had 10 years of sobriety under my belt when Covid hit.
This was a rough year for many people who struggle with substance abuse. The numbers are startling, astounding even. I feel so much for the millions of people who relapsed due to loneliness or extended isolation.
I got through this year with relative ease. I am very fortunate that I am in the position in life that I am in. I had all the tools I needed and all the experience to guide me.
Outside of the one crazy super intense drug dream I had, my sobriety never felt like it was in jeopardy.
I’m grateful. I’m 34 and I’ve been sober for 11 years. Isn’t that weird? What a strange way to live my life.
If meetings we’re open, I would get in front of everyone and tell them how I did it. Since I can’t do that, here’s what I will tell you.
I did it the same way I always do it. One day at a time. I kept making it till midnight.
Don’t think of it as staying sober for 11 years, think of it as staying sober for 1 day, 4015 days in a row.
That’s the trick.