This isn't funny anymore. Not that it was to begin with, but I slept 15 hours Friday night, 12 hours Saturday, and I'm still basically just caught up with my minimal "normal" energy. I would say this has to be medical except that I've already been to the doctors, yes, that's plural, and they're out of explanations. As am I.
I've tried all excuses, but I keep coming back to the fact that stopping drinking seems to have done very little to help my body outside of no longer being in imminent danger of my liver permanently quitting on me. I got out of the house to go to AA today, and while it was a rather God-heavy meeting, which I despise, I spent an hour with my sponsor and got everything ready for the week. Small goals. It's all about the small goals right now.
I've tried all excuses, but I keep coming back to the fact that stopping drinking seems to have done very little to help my body outside of no longer being in imminent danger of my liver permanently quitting on me. I got out of the house to go to AA today, and while it was a rather God-heavy meeting, which I despise, I spent an hour with my sponsor and got everything ready for the week. Small goals. It's all about the small goals right now.
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