I’m here – day two. Last night was difficult, as we were invited to dinner at my mother’s house, as my uncle was in town from Virginia. I was the ONLY person not drinking (aside from my 6 year old son). My mother’s side of the family is basically a bunch of functioning alcoholics, and that is basically what they do for fun – drink! I felt pretty out of place, and at one point thought, fuck it, maybe I’ll just start over again tomorrow. But I know that line of thinking is dangerous and that if I didn’t take a stand then, I never would. So, I drank my Zen iced tea (which I brought with me) – enough to kill a horse, and I stayed sober. Two and a half hours later, I was safely home and away from that mess.
Day two. Bring it on.