Sobriety Is Hard
Nobody ever said it would be easy.
Right now, we’re trying to put a pool in at our house. The process has been a masterclass in bureaucracy. Layers of red tape, endless permits, and enough hoops to make Hercules sweat. The city seems to thrive on creating obstacles—because every obstacle comes with a fee.
But here’s the truth: no amount of complaining is going to make the process easier. I have three choices:
Sit back and gripe. Nothing changes, and no pool.
Fight every step of the way. Nothing changes, and the process becomes 100x harder.
Roll up my sleeves, accept the reality, and do the work. Nothing changes, but at least I’ll get the pool in the shortest possible time.
Sobriety is no different. It’s a gauntlet—full of dangers, pitfalls, and setbacks. Nothing I do can change that reality.
So, I can complain. I can fight. I can relapse. Or, I can accept the challenge, put in the work, and move forward.
Sobriety is hard.
If it were easy, everyone would do it.