Isolation

It's a problem--one I am way too tired to write about tonight. The gist is that it's well and good to see people every day who offer help and friendship, but if you don't accept it (because you are afraid or shy or awkward or arrogant or all of these), it can't have much of an impact.

More to come. Just too sleepy. I keep dreaming about losing my sobriety--not simply drinking, but slipping and knowing within the dream that I've fucked up and feeling like absolute shit--and maybe this is part of why I'm not sleeping that well. Apparently nobody in early sobriety ever sleeps well, though, so it's kind of pointless to analyze. To all, a good night.