<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Guilt on Walking in Sober Boots</title><link>https://soberboots.org/tags/guilt/</link><description>Recent content in Guilt on Walking in Sober Boots</description><image><title>Walking in Sober Boots</title><url>https://soberboots.org/soberboots/assets/uploads/2023/07/img_1290.jpg</url><link>https://soberboots.org/soberboots/assets/uploads/2023/07/img_1290.jpg</link></image><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en</language><lastBuildDate>Wed, 06 May 2020 14:50:17 -0400</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://soberboots.org/tags/guilt/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Fall Down Seven Times, Stand Up Eight</title><link>https://soberboots.org/2020/05/06/fall-down-seven-times-stand-up-eight/</link><pubDate>Wed, 06 May 2020 14:50:17 -0400</pubDate><guid>https://soberboots.org/2020/05/06/fall-down-seven-times-stand-up-eight/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Are you Struggling?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Yesterday, one of my Twitter friends sent a tweet saying that she would be deleting her account because she was drinking wine again. A few weeks ago, another friend on Twitter posted that he’d relapsed and he would be deleting his account because he’d promised himself that he wouldn’t keep half-assing sobriety. Perhaps you have seen these messages. Perhaps you’ve sent a similar message. Perhaps you feel an incredible desire to pickup a drink or a drug. Perhaps, you are struggling.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>My Fourth Sober Christmas</title><link>https://soberboots.org/2019/12/26/my-fourth-sober-christmas/</link><pubDate>Thu, 26 Dec 2019 11:48:36 -0500</pubDate><guid>https://soberboots.org/2019/12/26/my-fourth-sober-christmas/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;As is true if most days, Christmas 2019 was full of highs and lows. We started the day gathered around the Christmas tree, exchanging gifts. Our son is another year older, he no longer talks of Santa, but he’s still excited by the morning. Not so excited that he’s up at 5:00, but excited enough to have some really great reactions to his gifts. I took great pleasure watching him open his gifts, taking note of which ones were most exciting. There were some surprises in there, for me, not for him. He was as excited about the new scooter as he was about his headphones, but the biggest reaction was to the tickets to see The Beach Boys in April!&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>