Patience
On day 171
There’s a Gun and Roses song titled “Patience” that reads,
“Woman, take it slow, it’ll work itself out fine/
All we need is just a little patience…”
I love those words. I do everything fast. Reading, drinking my Diet Coke and/or coffee, or doing my court calendar. What ever I do, I am quick. But quick is not always best.
Not everything has to be done as fast as possible for a grade. There is no A plus to achieve. It’s practice not perfection.
This is a long process of recovery. I drank for more than forty years. Not always. I didn’t drink much in law school or when I was trying to get pregnant, but I did alcohol for a long time. It was my “go to” for decompression.
But then, recently, almost 6 months ago, I realized it did not work for me any longer.
Please understand, I am just saying I won’t drink today. Because when you stop drinking the self pressure is enormous and you feel everyone is watching you so I have had to put boundaries because I don’t really like people asking me about it unsolicited because it makes the pressure worse. Which is ironic considering I am writing daily about it. But writing is merely me releasing my thoughts into the ether. So released they are.
On day 171.
