577 days sober
1 day no MO
I could write a lot about the last week but it will be actually almost too hard to write as I will be picking off scabs from wounds that have partly healed. So forgive me if I just give you the executive summary.
I don’t know if we’re going to go into couples therapy, but if I were a betting man (which I used to be , but am no more) I would put a fair wedge on not. One of our conversations in the last week honestly had me thinking this is the beginning of the “we need to separate” speech. As I said, recounting the details will send me spiralling back down, so that’s sort of it.
I am fine actually. I can put up with a fair deal of sh!t, and my recovery stays on course. If the worst does happen, I am certain my wife thinks I will immediately revert to the old me. I know I won’t but in this life, sometimes, there is no convincing some people however good the evidence is.
Stay clean gentlemen and ladies.