If I don’t write tonight, I might wake up tomorrow and decide not to write.
Things went wrong this evening. I had a drink and I broke all my good intentions. Same old same old story.
I started my blog about a year ago. Many months before I started it, I grappled with drinking/not-drinking. Over the past 12 months, I have had good months, blogging, and succeeding. Other months I have gone quiet, tried to work out what I’m doing, seeking my path.
I come back to the blog, I come back to writing, because here I can try to work out where I am going. Clearly, I am not a perfect story. I am in awe of those bloggers who steadfastly stick to the plan, come what may; and it saddens me that I can’t seem to do that.
So, not a good post tonight. But I am still here, I will continue to be here, with my imperfect path, my sorry story of trial and error in my quest to find my way through. I am so very miserable in this current state.