I dont want to whine, so I want go into details. I wanted so badly to even call my therapist, Lucy Van Pelt, ()but did not have five seconds alone today. I am leaving tomorrow for a dreaded trip, so will be out of touch mostly, but as the Antabuse arrived so did a huge blow that mentally knocked my breath out and will take some time to recover from, thus the reason for this post. I will get past it, and I know drinking will not help. But I havent taken that first Antabuse, and today I just wanted to check out. I wont. In fact, I went to a "Relay for Life" Benefit tonight and got up and shared my Mom's story of her fight for cancer and her upcoming wedding! I have so much positive to hold onto, but today it just felt like I spiraled down a mental path that I feel I have to stay vigilent on.
Any funny stories, or kick booty one liners will be welcomed when I log on again tomorrow night. I plan to start the Antabuse Tuesday.
thanks for listening,
P4T
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