On October 9th I made it one year sober. I am very proud of myself, but at the same time it seems so strange. I have friends who still party all the time and I never see them. I have friends that are sober as well and I never see them. However, both love to jump on their soap box when I do something and they disagree. I had an alcoholic beverage while out to eat with a friend. I had a problem with alcohol because I used it to cover up my emotions. I am not that person anymore. I refuse to go out with the purpose of getting drunk. I didn't think I was wrong to have one drink with my supper. It didn't go any farther than that, but I have friends on both sides mad at me. Now I'm letting everyone down.. I haven't had a drink other than the ones I allow while I am out to eat. I don't have any alcohol in my home and I don't go out to drink. I wish they would be as involved in my life on an average day as they are when I make a post that I had an amazing meal and there is a beverage in the picture. I have a lot of mental illnesses so I know I can't drink in large amounts. I am taking care of myself and I wish that people could just be proud of me for that. I don't intend to give up my sobriety ever and I also don't plan to give up my freewill. I'm not a bad person. I'm not a failure. Sobriety is different for everyone the same way drinking is different for everyone. It's really hard for me not to lose my temper on my "friends" so I am just trying to get it out here. I'm fucking hurt though. Not a single one congratulated me on my year. They see a picture on the 24th of my plate of pasta with a glass of wine and have to tell me how I am throwing away all of my hard work. When I explain that I have battled my demons and I've taken control over myself again they continue to tell me that I am dumb and selfish. I don't know if I can be nice to them for much longer or if they even deserve it. Am I kidding myself for thinking that they could just get over it? Should I even want them to try understanding? I thanked them for caring and trying to support me. I just wish they wouldn't attack me when I try to explain things to them. None of them ask me how my health is or if I'm still in therapy. Just jump right to I'm a failure. Grrrr