300 days without alcohol

y’all. i have 300 days sober today. whatthefuck?!  howthehell?! 

with all the shit going on in my life and that has happened this year, i have no fucking clue how the hell i have not caved and drank. there’s been so many times ive thought “but no one would even know, and i wouldn’t have to say anything.”  but i am a terrible liar, and i can’t keep shit like that to myself. i would have felt so guilty if i had caved, i know.  so i sit here, miserable, on day 300. it’s been two weeks since we ended things, but haven’t talked to the girls yet.  tonight i think. it’s one of those days where i totally wish i didn’t have to be sober to celebrate my sobriety.