livin this gud dog life
I hit 5 months sober and clean. I am doing the work and feeling drained and full simultaneously. I love the sun and the people I’ve met in the recent months. The love and gratitude I have for these people I never knew I’d adore is wild.
Life is alright yknw, I have no money but hey that’s alright. I’m here and for once I’m grateful to be here. I’ll be 24 in a couple weeks and that blows my mind. I’ll be in San Francisco with my pal and camp in the woods for part of the week. What a dream
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ended the trip in SF
going from complete isolation in the woods to this was a bit jarring. But we made the most of it and enjoyed the beginning of the parade
Grateful I got to go and enjoy the days, I was surprisingly calm most of the time. Only on edge as we walked across the city for a meeting
Can’t believe I’m 24, dunno how that happened but that seems to be how it goes. Not sure how things work - I’m just here for the ride
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grateful to be here, especially on the days it’s hard to hear.
I’m farther than I’ve ever been and still feel like I’m slacking. I love my days. I love the old women in the rooms who I see regularly.
grateful for the people in my days and those who I don’t even talk to regularly. Grateful for G, and all her light she’s shared with me. Thank dog for my days
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I reached two weeks, and everyday- I think of picking up. I ring up countless bottles of wine and beer, the occasional whiskey or vodka and my mouth waters. I salivate, like pavlovs dog.
I did my t shot the other day and my hands were shaking. My heart was racing and all day I was jittery, craving to shoot up.
I share in the meetings, and I talk to my sponsor everyday. I’m scared of re-opening my big book. I’ve been thinking of dog a lot the past few days- turning it over. I finally slept last night, the whole night through. Rough dreams but I slept
It’s going
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I have a show coming up (!) in December which I’m both nervous and excited for.
Spent a whole day of fellowship and was completely drained after. But a pal gifted me the best chair I’ve ever sat in. And I gifted them a painting.
And I’m excited to spend the holidays with G, I went to her show a few weeks ago and it was really warm to see her perform. She wishes I could go with her to Portland for her show which makes me nervous.
I’ve just been trying to show up, clean house, talk to dog, write about the things that flood my mind and so far it’s okay. I got 38(?) days clean and sober
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21 days sober and clean kiid; I am in a new home and I am so wildly grateful for this place. A place im welcomed and wanted- place to make it my own.
Spent my morning with the chickens and eating cereal, going to a meeting everyday, calling my sponsor. Listen to speaker tapes the last hour of my shift. Today was the first day I actually felt gratitude in a long time- a deep compassion for gratitude.
I have tomorrow off and im nervous for the free time but am going on a hike in the evening- and my meeting in the morning. But still nervous, to actually breathe and sit.
I did find out my work’s health care covers all gender affirming care and you bet once it kicks in- I’m getting these b**bies removed.
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I met my dad yesterday, haven’t seen him in like 17 years. He is -not what I had thought but in a good way.
Much softer voice, but still strong. Smaller hands than I imagined, but good eyes that felt very far away. Maybe it was nerves to see my sister and I or the guilt he feels. Tears were quick for him, easy almost and I noticed myself becoming envious of how easy it seemed for him to cry.
I had a weird amount of compassion for him. It was much easier to feel how he feels than when I would try with my mom.
I also went to a show with my old pal and have 10 days and was thinking yesterday I’d break it but somehow I didn’t (cause I was honest). I also may have found a more permanent home which I am grateful for >> dog is that you ?
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i love shared warmth and I wish I knew how to better
I hit 90 days, longest in almost two years. I’m doing my work and I’m showing up. I’m continually being honest with myself and people around me and it’s fuggin hard. Im tired as hell and I want so badly to just go back into wut I know even tho I know it won’t bring comfort or relief. At least not for the amount of time I wish for.
I will write more, paint, finish the paintings and kiss the dog as the sun kisses me
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