Hi all, well this evening was quite rough. The beast kicked in and I was bargaining with myself that I could have a few beer while cooking dinner. The witching hour has been a bitch the last couple days. I guess these moments will come and go. I battled back and forth and talked with my husband, and bargained that we could just do saturday nights. But I knew deep down I didn't wanna give up my 15 days and that sat nights would turn into sat and Sunday's. Then also the days I am off, and then back to everyday, and I don't want that life again. God, give me strength.
Anyway, I did not give in and I am so glad. I would have been extremely disappointed in the morning, aandashamed , and worthless feeling. So not only can I keep my head up, tonight I can say I fought a really hard 2 hour struggle with AL, and I won. Thank you D for standing by me , holding my hand, and loving me while I ugly face cried my way through.
Bring on day 16!
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