A friend stopped by unannounced to watch the football game with me last night. Of course he brought beer. He had no idea that I had decided to quit drinking so I can’t blame him.
So of course being the ass I am I had to have a beer with him and you all know the rest of the story. 1 sound safe enough, but after six beers I feel like crap this morning.
Not only do I fell like crap physically I get to go through the remorse, shame, anger and self loathing.
Alcohol has done nothing positive in my life yet I keep going back to the well for more poison.
Needless to say I am pissed at myself to say the least. How many day ones do I have to endure before I get this right.
I think the feelings of failure are worse than the drinking.
Sorry to be a downer but it is how I feel this morning.
rednose
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