Today is day 8 for me and I have had lots of ups and downs. In fact, last Monday was a super downer. I felt so depressed, lonely, angry and wanted a drink. I wanted one badly. I was so mad that I had taken that stupid antabuse on Saturday. My mind quickly tried to figure out if it was possible for me to drink Monday night. Thankfully, I have heard enough horror stories to keep me from doing that, so I just rode it out.
You know what? It passed. It didn't pass as quickly as I wanted, but it did pass and now I feel better. It's so hard to look for that rainbow in the storm, but it's there. We just need to have some faith. The feeling of making it through the rough patches is far better than giving in and feeling guilty, depressed and helpless.
Today I feel good again and with each day that nasty urge is less and less. Today it's not there at all. I am sure it will creep up on me again, but am going to imprint on my brain how I am feeling right now and that's good.
You know what? It passed. It didn't pass as quickly as I wanted, but it did pass and now I feel better. It's so hard to look for that rainbow in the storm, but it's there. We just need to have some faith. The feeling of making it through the rough patches is far better than giving in and feeling guilty, depressed and helpless.
Today I feel good again and with each day that nasty urge is less and less. Today it's not there at all. I am sure it will creep up on me again, but am going to imprint on my brain how I am feeling right now and that's good.
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