Day One of Sobriety
Photo by Nik Shuliahin on Unsplash Day One of Sobriety: the Aftermath, aka I Feel Like Roadkill The 7th of January, my first day sober, didn't dawn as a joyful new era in life with a bouncy red ball of sun bursting into the sky, birds singing with joy, and pep in my step. Rather, it was the first day of my stepping into the light after a long illness that had left my physically and psychologically beaten. I was not filled with optimism or determination. I was exhausted and depressed and knew I had to face those things and my old foe of insomnia without my drug of choice. Day one of recovery looked less like waking up in Oz and more like coming to my senses after a tornado had ripped through my life. Habits, Health There was no immediate drama in the wake of the storm. I realized that I'd trashed my body and needed to care for it gently to return to health. The first step was to learn how to drink fluids again. I leaned heavily on icy cold sports drinks because th...