Being on the road, or out of the norm, is always a mixed bag for me and my addictions. To date, I have found no “out of the norm” that even begins to threaten my sobriety from alcohol. My compulsive overeating is another matter. But I see the “out of the norm” really all comes down to the same thing – being prepared – not walking into a place blind. Years ago I would never have done that with alcohol. I always made sure I knew where meetings were. I had that planned out completely. I thought threw the entire process.
But last night I roll into a small town late. There is no real grocery store open to buy any food and I don’t really think through my options. There is fast food and that is about it. So, I “relapse” on crackers – something I can gorge on to fill my gut. But I also know it is getting better because I don’t so much compulsively overeat as eat a reasonable amount for a day’s worth of food. It’s just that my food sucks. That is a whole lot better than I have done in the past when on the road. I am pleased that last night I did not compulsively overeat for the same reasons I would drink – to escape reality. Instead, I ate crap because I did not plan better.
Once again, showing that this recovery business is a process not an event.