I don’t feel good today. I feel physically good – and that perhaps is partly the problem. But I feel fed up, angry and hopeless. Another Friday night of sobriety? Another Friday night where I can’t relax, always looking out for myself, making sure I don’t slip? I am trying to write, but I don’t think I can even articulate what is happening to me.
Take a deep breath. Breathe, Annie, breathe.