Rehab Journal

Day Twenty-Seven: New Year's Eve:

Today was odd. After all that deep grieving for the past two days, I was in a strangely chipper and happy state today. I've been smiling and happy all day. What's wrong with me? I know I'm not bi-polar. How can I feel happy when my boyfriend is not with me? I don't understand any of it. But I'm not going to worry about it right now. It feels good to feel good. We had a fabulous night. I helped to orchestrate a New Year's Eve dance in the cafeteria. We made streamers and a disco ball and silly hats. I can honestly say, it was the best New Year's Eve I've had in a very long time. And I was sober! What do you know, it is possible. It really brought all the girls together, dancing and laughing and just being our silly selves. It was fabulous. At midnight, we all came in a large circle, said the Serenity Prayer, then hooted and hollered and hugged each other. We got through a very tough night. And we got through it together.