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Early on in my recovery, I celebrated days. I started off with a 30-day 'break'. (Typically people who drink a lot give themselves breaks to 'detox' after binging, after New Year's Eve or when they suffer some sort of negative consequence.)
I used the 30 days as a countdown, just like I'd always had.
THIRTY DAYS UNTIL I CAN DRINK AGAIN!!!
Drinking coffee by the pool on the island of Roatan, Honduras. Not going to lie, these are the moments I REALLY miss drinking. A few years ago I would have had a mimosa in my hand and a nice buzz going already. It's 10 am. I close my eyes, take a deep breath, and I acknowledge that I am where I am today, right now, because I decided that champagne for breakfast was no longer acceptable for me.
I didn't do anything miraculous, I just made a choice.