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3 Months Sober

I know 3 months is a relatively short time, but for me, it’s probably the longest stretch of sobriety I’ve had since I was in basic training for the Air Force. I’m feeling great, and all this shoveling I’ve been doing is whipping me back into shape. The horror of withdrawal is still fresh in my mind, but lest I forget, here’s an excerpt from my poem Withdrawal:

What was I thinking

I went back to drinking

And now I lay stinking

At home in my bed,

Tossing and turning

My stomach is churning

My fever is burning

I wish I was dead…

No, I don’t miss that at all.

I never believed in AA because the first step of their method is to admit that one is powerless over alcohol, and I just couldn’t believe that. I thought the only one who could help me was me. I was wrong, obviously; I couldn’t help me.

After I almost died from drinking in November of last year, I finally gave in, and on my son’s advice, I pulled stakes on my life and moved in with him. Thank you, Aaron, you saved your pa’s life!

31 thoughts on “3 Months Sober”

  3. Good for you! Long live sobriety.! I stopped drinking more than 3 years ago I think. I wasn’t an alcoholic and didn’t drink every day yet it made me feel lousy when I did. I don’t miss it. Good luck!

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  10. Congrats Michael. I send best wishes for your well-being. The love of your son will be a great help. May you be surrounded by loving support as you take it day by day. Good poem for a difficult experience.

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  13. Congratulations Michael! 3 months is awesome, and it sounds like you have a great son there. I don’t miss it either and relate 100% to the poem and then some. Sobriety rocks, stay with it one day at a time!

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