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I survived Church, and the drug court judge who taught Relief Society. It took a mantra of “I am not an alcoholic, I am not an addict,” to do it, but I managed.

Abrupt shift. I went shopping yesterday. I was so excited. I got money for Christmas, and I was ready to make the step of buying my first sleeveless top. And, I made a haul. I’m still excited about these new clothes, but today they feel dangerous. Maybe it’s the crime TV I like to watch, or the idea that disobeying commandments will bring disaster down on my head, but I’m a lot more nervous today about getting dressed than I was yesterday.