Our brain is a wild thing.
We can remember a state pledge of allegiance from elementary school, “I salute the flag of the state of New Mexico” but also forget the name of that one person that works at the one company that you emailed yesterday.
We will focus on the one negative thing we may have done years ago and cast away the greatness we did today.
Today marks day 254 of my soberish journey. In those 254 days I have had 15 drinks.
I have said no thank you to drinks at weddings, happy hours and fancy hotel bars with friends. I have said yes please to a glass of wine on my birthday and while making bolognese on a Sunday afternoon.
And to be honest I feel really good and really proud.
AND I still find myself saying “Is that good enough?” “Does this really count?” “Wouldn’t it be a better looking number if it was one a month?”
How easily I forget that I used to easily consume that amount in 14 days.
How easily I forget that alcohol used to be a big part of my life and now I rarely think about it.
How easily I forget that I managed some big life stuff totally sober.
Yall. That is freaking awesome. The Holly who started this journey 254 days ago would be high-fiving and back flipping (if she could) over this.
So here's to celebrating the progress we have made and not letting our brains get in the way.
Go home brain. You're drunk.