The boards are very quiet today. I hope everyone is OK.
Day 16 for me. Things are fine with me just now. I can hear the little voice of Friday whispering in the back of my mind, but I've no intention of giving in. I don't want to spoi things. I am calm and relaxed these days. I don't want to go back to feeling anxious and guilty and not in control of myself. I have the weekend off. The old me would be down to the shop right now getting my bottle of vodka and my bottle of cola. I would then drink until it was finished, missing my dinner in the process. Then I'd get up on Saturday, stagger roung to the shop for my second helping as soon as my wife went to work. Again, no breakfast, lunch or dinner. Maybe, if I was still able, I'd nip back round to the shop before Susan got back from work and get another half bottle, put it in the empty bottle so that she'd think that I had only bought one. I'd never remember going to bed. I'd wake up on Sunday morning feeling vile. I'd remember that I hadn't eaten since Friday morning, But I would be unable to face food for at least another 8 hours. After going back to bed for a few hours, I'd surface with a semblance of functionality. and eat some soup or a sandwich, before retiring for the night.
What a way to spend a weekend!
Sorry if this is depressing, but I thought I'd write this down to remind myself what I'm doing.
Thanks
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