As I approach my 1 year mark I am being reminded frequently that being sober is not synonymous with being perfect. Life still happens with its joys and its disappointments. The only thing that has changed is me and how I respond to these things. I am also not creating the constant chaos I lived in for so many years. It is hard to let go of though. You’d think I’d be happy to live in comparative peace, but at times I find myself slipping back into those familiar behaviours. I never recognize the behaviour while it’s happening, but I can see it for what it is afterward. It can be crazy-making.