I thought I'd be more excited, but you know what? I'm not. It's great, don't get me wrong, but I'm just not feeling 'Whoop! I did it!' In fact, it just feels like an ordinary day.
I've stopped monitoring my time each day or week (but I still notice the months). I'm no longer worrying about it. I've stopped having a life that was first controlled by gambling & then (I think necessarily) by quitting. I just FEEL like I used to feel before I got hooked on the insanity of it all.
And THAT is so cool.
I've, honest to God, gotten my life back. A real life where I can focus on real things. Gambling isn't anywhere on the horizon. I realize I can never gamble again, but it doesn't bother me in the least. There's no sadness at the thought, and no fear at the thought of not succeeding anymore. I've found a balance between being worried about failure and being cocky about success, add in a little bit of sincere gratitude, and it's a great place to be.
No big blog entry today, just a few words to acknowledge 6 full months of being free from the gambling demon, and the adventure of entering month 7... or maybe I should call it entering 'life 2' instead, because it sure feels like a new life.

Today I will not gamble. Never again.