Day 422

I am still here and still sober. I want to go out and drink, but it will not make the world go away. I keep praying for a miracle. Blind faith? I give up at the end of each day. Then I wake up to a new day and the same things start all over again. I feel like I am living in the Groundhog's Day movie. I am still sober through all of this shit that I am trying to get through.  422 days without a drink! Now that is truly a miracle! I really get to FEEL the pain. Can't run away from it. No matter where I go, there I am along with the big bag of shit I am destined to carry. I have to learn how to enjoy pain!