The Memories Will Be The End of Me.

If you’ve followed along so far, you know what’s going on.  I am getting better.  I haven’t had alcohol or any substance, with the exception of nicotine, in over two weeks.  My mind is finally clear.  The detox symptoms have begun to subside, and I am happy to say that I am able to get restful sleep again.  Nowadays, my emotions are still predominantly that of remorse and shame.  I am now reflecting on the authentic times I had with the people I considered my close friends.  I miss their laughter, smiles, even their judgement on the little things in life.  I know there is no going back.  Why do the memories hurt so much?  Are they merely lessons in life, a taste of what should be when I get healthy again?

To be continued….