I went elsewhere after the party that night, and I kept drinking. I drank, I suppose, until friends cut me off, the bar did, or it closed.
-
-
Today, I got to end another term covering the US Supreme Court. I got to wish a colleague and mentor off to retirement. I live my best life.pic.twitter.com/UKWnP4GWnI
-
And, tonight, I watched the sun set.pic.twitter.com/ydqGILV00f
-
These past 7 years weren't of my doing. I've received help at every turn, long before June 27, 2010, from many, many people. Thanks to them.pic.twitter.com/xQPLTbofe9
-
If you are unhappy with your drinking or drug use, talk to someone you trust, find someone in recovery, or google around. Help is all over.pic.twitter.com/AE1oEXZyqY
-
For me, today is a day for thanks and gratitude — but also for living the life that my sobriety has made possible. And I had an amazing day.pic.twitter.com/mRP37GNAIS
-
It's nighttime now. I am grateful. Another day I'm ending without a drink. That's all I need. The rest is a gift.pic.twitter.com/d6XL2Xbbb5
-
Thanks for reading, sharing, and responding to this. Y'all are great.
... Night, all, and let us be good to one another — and ourselves. 
-
I'm 180 days sober today Chris. You're an inspiration to me and you are spot on with your own description of the lightness that comes.
- 1 more reply
New conversation -
-
-
I am so happy for you. This is a testament to your character and strength, and I have so much respect for you.
- End of conversation
New conversation -
-
-
Thank you for sharing! Unfortunately, I remember my last drink, 4/30/97. It was a Coors. I resented that I didn't end w something classier.
-
Congratulations on 7 years! Big deal. And, you never who may be reached by your choosing to share publicly. Again, thank you.
-
Thank you, and sorry about the Coors. ;-)
End of conversation
New conversation -
-
-
I stopped drinking one day in January of 2001. I intentionally have lost track of the day so that I do not tie myself to my last bender.
-
I was living w/ my busia (grandmother) at the time while in law school. I was a smoker who did not smoke indoors.
-
It was early january, so I went to the corner bar to have a cigarette. Bar won't let you just smoke, so I had to order a beverage.
-
I decided on gin, b/c I HATE gin and did not want to drink much. I remember the first drink, then waking up on busia's living room floor.
-
I lost about 12 hours. Looked like I brought the bar home for a fight- pics all askew, furniture tipped over, cushions strewn all over.
-
Busia was standing over me shaking me in her nightdress, wizened boobs hanging out & no dentures, asking "Are you okay? What happened?"
-
I was mortified. No answers. And I saw Busia's boobs. I swore never again did I want to be unable to explain myself- or see Busia's boobs
-
So, I made changes. Changed my social crowd. Changed my habits. Changed my attitude. Never looked back, one day at a time.
- 2 more replies
New conversation -
Loading seems to be taking a while.
Twitter may be over capacity or experiencing a momentary hiccup. Try again or visit Twitter Status for more information.
