Why Are All The Fucking Lights On?! | The Fix

Why Are All The Fucking Lights On?! | The Fix: Approaching my fourth month of sobriety, and I'm not going to sugar coat it, some days it's meh, blah, fuck this. But, most days, it's quite incredible. I have started working the steps, and constantly remind myself to 'take it easy and abandon my old ways of thinking, just for today.' It's rather simple, and it does work. This evening, depression and fog kicked in and I just wanted to sleep. I tossed and turned for a while, then got up and walked to the Shell station next door for Hot Chocolate and Pop-Tarts. I'm thirty-seven years old.