As my third sober week approaches I’m still feeling army strong! Not thinking of having a drink anytime in the near future.
It was my uncles funeral on Wednesday and unfortunately I didn’t have much opportunity to know him as my mum was never close to her brothers, he lived in New Zealand for many years with his wife but they moved back a few years ago. I was really upset at the funeral but more because I feel like I’ve totally missed out on this being part of this persons life, and I actually think we were more alike than most. His outlook on life even with cancer was so positive, he was musical and really passionate about travel and music…why did I never know this? I contacted his wife afterwards (whom I’ve always looked at as a princess since her wedding day when I was 9, I thought she was the most beautiful person I’d seen in real life) and asked if I could keep in touch more, but it feels abit too late, why didn’t I bother before? Too busy getting drunk to care? Then again they never contacted me but I think it comes more from the broken relationship with my mum, which makes me sad and angry.
Anyway when I thought about meeting up with her in the future and visits etc I did think “I would probably have to drink to get the most out of it” but actually that’s bull because if I drink them what? I become a sobbing idiot talking about myself rather than finding out about them which is my intention….