Three weeks sober!
Not much to report... I finished the first draft of one of the pieces I'm writing for the blog I write for. I'm doing two: One about anorexia (and my experience with it) and one about masturbation. Ha. Evidently I'm in full-on body-obsessing mode. I've been working through a lot of memories since I quit drinking. Things keep cropping up that I'd previously forgotten.
I don't feel very good tonight. I'm kind of dizzy and queasy. I'm not sure if its psychosomatic, because I just wrote a kind of triggering personal essay about having an eating disorder and shitty memories, or if I'm getting sick, or what. I ate enough today. Maybe I've been looking at the computer screen for too long.
I decided not to write the piece on drinking and/in the queer community quite yet. I want to be on more solid ground with being sober, I need more time. I don't feel like it's my place, yet, to criticize the queer community on its promotion of alcohol, based on a mere 3 weeks sober. Plus, shit, what if I relapse? Then I'll just be a hypocrite.
One more week makes a month without a drink. I can't believe how fast time has gone!
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