May 23, 2018 15:17
As of yesterday, I'm seven months sober. I know I need to be here. I know I'm supposed to be here. Fighting the urge to drink is not a problem, at this time. For now, I rarely feel any desire to "go back out".
However, work has been extremely stressful. M left the restaurant a couple of weeks ago. D(2) is back in the chef position. Working with him is great. He's human. He's not passive-aggressive. He listens and he considers. He trusts me. He trusts me. That's the part with which I am having trouble. M had basically given me specific tasks, and I don't have knowledge of some things that need to be done on a semi-daily basis. I'm overwhelmed. I feel overworked, and I think I'm letting everyone down because I can't accomplish as much as I think I should be accomplishing.
I'm exhausted every day after work, mostly mentally. I'm becoming depressed, to the point where I can feel it putting strain on my nerves, muscles, and tendons. I've been feeling sick to my stomach, not eating well, sleeping like shit.
So, I'm making strides for a healthier outlook. I've called Goodwin Community Health in Somersworth. I'm waiting to be called back about setting up the initial entry appointment.
I'm tired. I'm sober. I'm alive. One of those things needs to change.
mental health,
sobriety