After 7 months I relapsed.
Relapsed of slipped? I guess it doesn't matter how you spin it.
I remember I never used to be able to do 7 days. Let alone 7 months.
But I also didn't think I would throw it all out the window.
Why does it feel like the last seven don't even matter? Seems like a lifetime ago.
To be honest I was having fun. My anxiety was finally gone for a few hours....
But I don't want to even imagine tomorrow morning.
I am already beginning to feel guilty.
And I didn't drink my poison of choice. Instead it was beer and part of me thinks "whatever move on" and another part of me feels sick to my stomach for wasting everything I worked towards. I am really not sure how I feel right now......
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