Body Pump group exercise class at the local YMCA got easier, then a month ago, because I’ve been taking it for a month or so. With addiction it’s not so easy or linear. I mean, all jokes aside, today we made it to a hundred days of sobriety. Triple digits, yay! 14+ weeks. Who are we? I don’t know. Me, myself and I, me and my addiction? Me and Sobo, an app buddy? Me and Sobo App community of all lost souls? As I am mentally patting myself on the back today, I don’t feel okay emotionally coming down from some stress and emotional turmoil. Life has been a hustle lately and being sleep deprived only adds up to my stress levels that the recovering nervous system unable to handle, without loosing a face.