poor me, poor me, pour me a drink.

Jolly ho! That's a fun greeting that starts with the letter 'J'---Travis used it in a game of Scattegories recently and I thought it was quite nifty. Plus we went to the Renaissance Festival for his birthday last week and it seems like something you'd hear there. 'Tis, 'tis.

Things are going ok at the moment. I'm finding sober life to be a breath of fresh air. I spent 5 years underwater (or under-alcohol) and now I can breathe again. On the topic of math and how long things have been goin' on, I've spent nearly half of my life wishing I wouldn't have a life to live. But today, I'm happy to be alive. I've found my sense of belonging...months ago I'd tell you the same thing, as I sat haphazardly on my barstool, hanging out with those others who drink alone at two in the afternoon. But today, only for today, I can say that I found my sense of belonging in AA. Here are folks I can relate with. Here are folks that know what it's like. Here, here!

The wedding rapidly approaches! Invites are sent, and we are anxiously awaiting RSVPs! I am looking so much forward to the next step. I know it's not all going to be peaches n' cream, but I'm glad to know there's an amazing someone to stand beside me, and myself beside him, when shit hits the fan. Perhaps that'll be my vow :)

I must go satiate this rumbling in my tummy. 'Tis is all for now. Stick around, we'll be right back...

Ok. So here's my June post, late. Alright, let's just call it what it is. A July post.

June for me was spent in rehab in West Palm Beach, FL. It was remarkable. Not only did I come back sober, but with a killer tan. Oh, and with many many friends that I hope to keep in touch with always.

I'm not sure I feel like elaborating, or writing anymore...my motivation is still non-existent and my depression is still ever-present. Only now, no longer self-medicated.

I'll be around. More likely, at an AA meeting.