Yesterday was hard. I thought A LOT about drinking. On a scale from 1-10, 10 being really bad, I was probably only at a 6, but being that it’s been so great these past few weeks, it was a slap in the face, a reminder to stay in focus, a reality that I need to never forget.
Today, my imaginary scale is back in balance – am I’m okay with that. It’s a reminder I can dip low or be high, but I will always find my balance. (I’m Libra after all.)