Breathing my Mind into Your Face

I think AA is right for me. These are all people that can’t drink just like me. It’s a chance to help people and allow someone to help me. I have to create boundaries with my wife about what makes me uncomfortable. I have to set aside time to meet with people like me so we can help each other. Write this for yourself. Pretend I’m the only reader.

It’s 5:25 AM. I went to bed at 8:30 last night. My pee is bright yellow, not back to peak hydration. Nurse saw minor finger tremors when she did vitals. Dude in room next to me snores loud. It’s getting colder. This book called “Slow Waltz in Cedar Bend” by that Bridges of Madison County guy is garbage. I’m on page 70 and I’m not going further. I’ll switch over to “Daring Greatly” by Brene Brown. That should align better with my recovery. I need to write out a schedule and goals for what I want to do when I get out of here.