A nice day

I wanted to write this yesterday really, but yesterday was just too much again.

On Wednesday I met up with my Sober Sister. We met, as I have previously said over the internet, and she lives about 100 miles from me. It seems ridiculous given how well I feel I know her, and she me, but this was only the third time we had met in person.

We had planned to go to an exhibition, have some lunch, and left the rest of the time fluid. I was early to meet her train, became very very anxious again outside a big train station, rushed to Boots to buy some Kalms tablets and rescue remedy ( I am a scientist, I don’t believe in gentian and valerian, but needs must ! ) I paced and down a bit, practiced some deep breathing and mindfulness techniques but I still felt really anxious.

Eventually her train arrived and I hovered anxiously at the top of the platform. And there she was, beautiful, bright, smiling and lovely. She gave me a huge hug, and our lovely day began. We went for a coffee, and by the time that was over, I was completely less anxious –  back to normal really. Could be Kalms, I think it was the company.

We wandered through London with the aid of Google street map as I have NO sense of direction, we went to the exhibition and mused over art works. We talked and talked and talked. It was almost 4 pm by the time we got around to lunch , which I ATE. and then we wandered some more. talking , all the time

What a blessing that day was. How simple the pleasures, but how profound the reassurance and sense of well being and security.

Thank you xxx


3 comments

  1. I love sober friends. I have very similar anxiety when meeting people. Even people I know.
    I find gababutylic acid (gaba) works wonders for these times.
    I haven’t tries Kalms, but I am going to look for some.

    It’s great to hear about your day. Hugs
    Anne

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  2. It’s interesting to me that when I was drinking I ‘bonded’ with people over it. Now when I meet sober people there’s a sense of knowing each other that’s deeper. Some I never even see again, but it’s like we knew each other in that moment. I’m glad you have a sober sister.

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