Today is 200 days sober for me and I guess I'm supposed to feel happy. I don't really. I don't really feel like I've accomplished anything. How are you supposed to feel like you've accomplished anything when you've intentionally not done something for 200 days? It's like saying you accomplished sitting on the couch and doing nothing for 200 days. Just yesterday, I had a long discussion with my father because he thinks I'm not doing anything with my life. I'm 21 years old...unemployed...living at home...single...not in college...and overweight. What kind of life is that? Why did I just try so hard for 200 days not to cut when I felt better when I did cut? I just need a reminder that living is worth it.
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