Rehab Journal

Day Sixty-One:

I tried not to isolate too much today, but I am allowing myself the time needed to grieve over Ray. I don't regret my decision, but I still can't envision a life without him in it. It will take time, I know. And the pain is immense, but bearable. Minute by minute, that's all I can do right now. My anxiety is increasing and I'm not too pleased with that, but given the circumstances, it's understandable. Deep breathing helps, as well as extra rest time, and also focusing my attention on art projects, or the poems that I'm working on. I will get to see my son tomorrow evening and I know that will help lift my spirits and alleviate some of my gloom. Until then, I will use my coping skills to get through this difficult period in my life. And I'm doing it sober. And I am truly proud of myself.