So, yeah, not the best day…
Honestly, still feeling the affects from it.
Had a crap day at work, my wife is stressing me… life is hard etc… all the excuses… and they all mean nothing.
I got home from work, had already decided I was going to have one drink before I even got home, so had one, had two, had three (all very large ones)…
Nothing really bad happened, guess I was lucky it was one of the times nothing did.
It didn’t help, it didn’t fix anything, it numbed stuff for a while but I know it’s going to be worse tomorrow because of it.
I had 17 days under my belt, probably the longest I’ve gone in over 10 years.
I’m not angry, I’m just disappointed in myself and it was for nothing.
I’m back on the wagon tomorrow, day zero again…
Feeling pretty low right now, keep thinking to myself, it’s not how you fall, it’s getting back up (not literally thankfully).
Anyways, being honest with you all and myself about it.
Thanks