Some days really are harder than others. Generally speaking, don’t we know what the answer is, even though we’d rather pretend we didn’t?
I know I’m vague-blogging, and I know it sucks when people do that. I’m sharing what I feel comfortable sharing, working the rest out as I go.
An answer to a question I’m struggling with is starting to take hold. I need more time, because in recovery I’m taught to pause, pray, react. I’m not religious, so rather than pray I meditate. There seems to be 2 answers emerging at the same time to the same question. Both wouldn’t work simultaneously, but either would separately. Before I can figure out which is the right answer for me, I gotta figure out what kind of tools and resources I’m working with.
Time tells all, I suppose.
I’m in a bizarre mental space, but I am sober. I’m present, and as weird as this shit feels tonight, at least I know I’ll remember it in the morning.