7.2.25
Just another great day to be sober. I woke up early, clear-headed, and immediately reminded that clarity also means I get to fully experience my irritation.
The neighbors decided 7am was the perfect time for aerial firework practice. The dogs are losing their minds, and I’m trying not to join them. I caught myself thinking, “Go to work, you fucks. It’s Wednesday.”
It’s funny how quickly I can swing between gratitude and annoyance. I really am grateful to be sober, even if it means feeling all of this without any buffer. I know the old me would have used this as an excuse to check out early, or to escalate the situation somehow.
Instead, I get to pause, breathe, and remind myself: God bless them, change me.
I can’t control the noise, the chaos, or their lack of consideration. I can keep working on how I respond. That’s the real freedom I’m trying to practice.
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