When I first went sober I began drinking coffee. I always liked the smell of it but never enjoyed the taste. That was until I needed to replace the alcohol with something. Caffeine has been my upper for the last nearly 5 years. Coffee, Hi-Balls, 5-Hours, caffeine pills, crazy amount of soft drinks. Every single day. My body was having trouble functioning without it. I’ve recently began realizing it wasn’t a much better replacement to the alcohol. It controlled my life and my moods.
Last week was a bittersweet one for me. I went on very quick road trip with Richie to handle some business in Texas, where I was born. Although we were there on business, we took some time to try and visit some places from my childhood in Dallas, and some touristy things for Richie. It was bittersweet because on our way we stopped in a little town named Sulphur Springs, population 15,000, and every bit of the stereotypical Texas that people commonly see the state as. Although I know both sides of Texas; the major metropolitan city of Dallas that is progressive, and then the very ‘red’ rural side.
Immediately I began hearing several of the slogans tossed around in the 12-step atmosphere.
Like so many others before me, I was drawn to the popular phrase, “One day at a time.”
A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away…