Well, yesterday was basically day 60 for me on this journey, with only one glass at day 33. So I thought, well, I'll see if I can handle modding and try a weak drink, just to see what happens...
It tasted disgusting
I had to hide it from my daughter
I had to disguise the smell on my breath
I had to wonder wear I left it
I worried about letting myself down
Finally, in the words of our dear friend One2Many, I said "Feck It!" and grabbed an iced tea.
Who needs all that bother?:H
P.S. I'm in no way I'm saying I cured, but it was a positive experience overall, as I've been very worried how I would handle any attempt at modding. It's just good to know it wasn't as wonderful as my brain was trying to tell me it was
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