A Dog’s Life
i’m a cat person, so it makes sense i have a cat’s life. i’m not very demonstrative, can be aloof, like to be on my own and am not a big fan of going outside. But i need to have a dog’s life.
Sunday was a super sunny in Yeaman, but i didn’t need to go outside so i didn’t. That night, as i lay myself down with my weekly Sunday blues, i understood that, like a dog, i need to go outside at least once a day.
In my drinking days i was able to live inside an alcohol bubble, cut off from the universe. Isolating, however, is dangerous for me because, when i withdraw from the world, i forget i’m part of it. When i’m not a part of humanity but apart from it, i lose touch with reality and, like a shipwreck survivor lost at sea with nothing on the horizon, i lose all sense of perspective.
i need to walk myself, like a dog, to keep myself grounded.
Sorry in advance if i pee on your shoes or hump your leg.
Posted on December 5, 2012, in Alcoholism, Lessons in Recovery, Recovery, Toolbox and tagged alcohol, Alcohol Isolation, Alcohol Recovery, alcoholic, alcoholism, health, Instincts, Isolate, Isolating, mental-health, sobriety, Toolbox, What i learned in AA. Bookmark the permalink. 18 Comments.