#soberlife

[love-ardour-anarchism]

i love when 2 transfems meet and one of them looks like shes going to a gala event while the other looks like she bums cigarettes outside the AA meeting

thats trans culture

[cosmicportal]

[soberscientistlife]

[thedomesticanthropologist]

180 days sober today

It's still hard

I still think about drinking and smoking daily

I do miss it

I've read more books, drawn more pictures, joined more groups and tried more new things this year than before I quit

I'm struggling with my weight more, now

I'm kinder to the people around me, and much less self centered. Perspective is easier than it was.

I'm.... tired. It's not easy

Haven't given up yet.

[life-as-gwen]

The Tunnel

Imagine you are looking into the opening of a long dark tunnel. You can see no light at the end, you only hear the voice of your teacher. You must enter the tunnel. You must walk through the darkness. You follow the voice. For the tunnel is not straight, it has many corners, and as you round the last corner you see your teacher, standing in the light, waiting for you.

When I entered rehab I was confused and desperate. I had made the most important decision, to get help, but little did I know that things were going to get a lot darker before they got better. The journey of exploring my fears, insecurities and trauma was about to begin.

In the first few weeks I remember wanting to hide in my room. I wanted to be alone. Now I was being asked to be in the presence of other people while I was at my most vulnerable. I was raw with emotion, puffy eyed and overwhelmed.

As time went on, I was to face many painful realities while exploring the history of my addiction. Some of these realities I had never accepted. Some were secrets that I thought I would take to the grave. Over and over again I was broken open, spilling out all the ugliness I had been keeping inside. Each time I believed there was nothing left to frighten me, no more to expose, but each time I was wrong.

I had no choice but to trust that I was in safe hands. I had made a conscious choice to trust my counsellor and made the decision to do whatever he asked of me. He tasked me with the nearly impossible over and over, and each time I came out the other side a stronger person. I had an understanding of myself that I had never had before. I was on my way to a life in recovery.

I am forever grateful.

[cleanaf]

[running-with-cj]

[shrugging]

Here I am, in a sort of hedge, hiding from my dog's enemy, Jasper.

In my 8th month of being sober!

[unsolicitedadvicecatlady]

Trauma is a wound

Let's talk about trauma. talk about it in a way that honors the person who has been wounded. talk about it without being condescending or dismissive. talk about without making disgusted or shocked facial expressions, further shaming the wounded person. talk about it with empathy and compassion. talk about it without guilt-tripping the survivor.

Trauma is something that happens inside of you as a result of what happened to you.

There is no set standard for healing. There is no timeline to be followed. There is no expectation of linear progression toward healing.

Treatment is not the same as healing. Healing doesn't happen without remediation. Remediation doesn't happen without change. Change doesn't happen without affirmative action. Action doesn't happen without making decisions. Decisions don't happen without discussion. Discussion doesn't happen unless you can talk about it. So, let's talk about it.

[hardcorecook]

[princessheatherblossom]

It's for his own good

[soberscientistlife]

[roachthoughts]

Family group chats gettin spicy 🤪

[recovery-journey2021]

8 days sober. That means something.

[krakrava]

[guiityassin]

just because your clean

don’t mean that you don’t miss it

I hit one year of being clean today !