Its been months of sobriety, I slipped up twice but I'm doing this for me. I'm not doing this for anyone, just for me. I decided to keep the bottle down, and push it away from me. So here I stand sober and still trying. Better then being passed out on my bed dying. Better then having my previous work not work. By now had I not changed my buddies would miss me, the next woman who'll come into my life would not have met me or kissed me. For all these reasons, and for myself, this inner demon has less of a grasp on myself. I might slip up and have a drink or two, but I refuse to suffer from heavy drinking, theres no point and no use.
