Well, I made it two days AF. I don't feel proud of myself, or particularly happy, however. I've done 2-3 days many times. Day 4 is when the cravings get bad, and that will be here soon.
We went to dinner with my mother-in-law last night, the alcohol pusher in my life, and she accepted my "no thanks" to a drink beforehand. I told her I was trying to lose weight, as well as, quit drinking. My husband wasn't drinking due to meds he's taking, so I think that's why she didn't push it. HIS was a different, and more pressing concern to her, so she backed off.
We went to an Italian restaurant, and I was sad as I watched the waitress turn bottles of wine in the wine rack looking for a certain bottle. I wanted to be able to drink, and drink like a normal person, but knew I couldn't.
What helped my resolve was knowing I had posted here. I didn't want to let anyone down, which I know wouldn't happen--your support and kindness are unconditional--but that's how I felt. I couldn't bear to come back and tell you I failed. I know I need to stop for me, not you, but right now I'm going with whatever it takes.
So, Day 3 ahead. My plan is not to get manic and do too many things, which often leads me to the wine. I drink to stop the OCD, which makes me do and Do and DO, until I can't stand it, and thne I drink so I can stop the endless activity. I'm going to re-pot some flowers, weed my herb bed, and rest. I feel so tired, and it's only 8 a.m. here on the East Coast.
Hang with me, please.
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