Its strange how you only remember the good times with those first few drinks and all the craziness and destruction which follows is forgotten..I'm doing all the maybe's in my mind like maybe no more than 4 drinks at a time or maybe just once a week etc but I know in my heart that never works so I'll keep going with abstinence.
The mornings are great but come early afternoon all I want to do is drink. I'm even dreaming about alcohol.
I'll keep plodding along but it's hard, I suppose this is what's called white knuckling it and I know exactly what that means..
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