Today was Day 8 and I wasn’t struggling much. I had a beer and I’m not sure the reason. I wasn’t craving, I wasn’t spite-drinking. I wasn’t rewarding myself for a productive day, I wasn’t trying to get numb. It was one beer. But I’m a “1 turns into 6” gal. So I realized that even after just one, I was instantly bloated, instantly irritated, angry, sour. And as per usual I took ibuprofen before bed as not to wake up with a headache.
It is so amazingly clear how Wonderful and Free I have felt for the last 8 days, not being a slave to or victim of the alcohol. I truly believe 99% of alcohol addiction is mental and you’ve just got to kill the little monsters in your mind that nag you and make you itch for that drink (referencing Allen Carr’s “The Easy Way to Stop Drinking”).
I’m not too upset with myself, just bummed because I loved watching my clock progress in sober days. So I had to reset. I can do another 8 days, easy. Each relapse comes with another challenge of exceeding the last sober streak. Just thought I’d share the lightbulb I experienced…how freaking obvious it is that alcohol is no bueno!!