the anti-wallow

I tried wallowing in self pity, complete with sweatpants, ice cream and too much time in bed. I really tried. But I’ve been in AA too long – I dragged my butt out of bed and went to a meeting.

I called my sponsor. I called my sponsee. I reached out to another woman in the program, confessed that I don’t have enough female friends and made a plan to call her tomorrow.

Yes, I have to grieve my divorce, but no, I don’t have to be a lazy slob while I grieve. I need to reach out to my female friends, learn to love my single self, and get on with life. I can do that.

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