Day 57 alcohol free. I had another relapse dream last night, I have them all the time. In this one it was day 57 but I walked into a restaurant filled with women I didn’t know and they began telling me stories of how I was there yesterday completely hammered. Of course I had no memory of it so I was just crying, listening to all the ways I embarrassed myself and I had to reset.
Grateful to wake up to it just being a dream.