My thoughts of no wine ever again niggle at my sober brain.
To cause slight but persistent annoyance, discomfort, or anxiety.
(chiefly British. : a trifling doubt, objection, or complaint.)
A month into Year Two. So very different now – as those before me said it would be. It seems the reality is hitting home: I am talking about sobriety for good – not just for 365 days.
And the thing I notice most at this juncture are the niggling thoughts I have. Anxious about getting more social in the months ahead; and having to join groups of people who drink socially.
Niggling thoughts of discomfort as my brain reminds me that I plan to never ever again buy a bottle of wine for myself. Thoughts niggle and annoy me with the idea that maybe I could be a ‘moderate drinker’.
Now that I’m moving closer to where I work, I’ll be able to join work’s social events – and also have people over for dinner. And niggling away is the little wine witch reminding me that I won’t have an alcoholic beverage in hand – but everyone else will! Sad! Poor me!
But it is just niggles. That funny word crossed my mind, and I had to use it. And it sounds even funnier the more I write it.
I listen to the little gremlins of thoughts niggling at my sober brain.
And let their batteries wear out and become silent.
*Source: Merriam Webster dictionary