October 4 2021

It’s been two years since my last update. I’m happy, proud, and at peace to report that I still have not had alcohol since July 16, 2018, which was 1,176 days ago. I am blessed and fortunate to be absolutely removed from it. 

I don’t think about alcohol. 

I don’t crave alcohol.

I don’t miss alcohol.

I don’t want alcohol. 

I can be around it, smell it, pour it, and serve to others. I can buy it and have in my house for guests. I can watch my friends drink, clink glasses, pop a top, uncork a bottle. But I never wish I had it in my hand, in my mouth, in my gut, in my blood where it will surely poison and disconnect me.

I prayed to God every night with a sick stomach, guilty conscience, and dying body. I laid in bed pleading for a better tomorrow, for a clearer mind, for a stronger will, for courage and strength. IN HIS TIME, these things came to me.

I’ll never go back.

Never.