Good morning Cafe Friends. [MENTION=24196]Rava[/MENTION], i feel your pain and can only hope to move on with as much grace as possible. I caved Sunday evening and lost my fight. There are two ways to look at it. Since I went to rehab in mid October I have slipped twice. A two and a half month run with two slips is 1000 times better than I was. Looking at it from that perspective it is positive. Looking at it from the day after it is nearly untenable. I feel like I have let myself down, my kids down, my wife down, and am stuck in the grasp on this thing. I just want to be "normal", and I have no room for the exceptional amount of self-loathing that I am able to heap on myself. It was a very mild slip on Sunday, but it feels like all the good, the beginnings of forgiveness, the slight reliance on my own ability to conduct my life has been deleted, eradicated. What is left is just dark, and I need to shake it off. I need to figure out something to do a little bit different to keep this from happening again. It was so quick. I was indulging before my brain even knew what was happening.
I guess I can only look for the next 24 and let some time pass again.
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