Despite being 36 years sober, your story strikes faint chords of shame in my chest. I remember those days of buying just one bottle, but returning to the liquor store twice more before 10pm.

You've given me new insight: Delusion works both ways. I realized just now that though I no longer struggle with "quitting" tomorrow, I'm fooling myself about "starting" things I'm called to do just as fervently as getting sober. Like writing more and paying closer attention to my health. I can't keep starting tomorrow.

Thanks for this!