Jvo, teenagers you have to love them. I got up to a messy house with bourbon cans on the coffee table and i left them there and had a chat to my son that if the mess cant be cleaned up and respected then his friends are not allowed over. I didnt yell or lose it like i would have done hungover. Its funny but today i feel truly grateful that i am af. Funny how our mind goes from being depressed and anxious to happy and euphoric. Blah!
The one wine thought also, hey you cant buy one wine so it would be a bottle, god i could not stop at one bottle and would have to buy two just in case. My daughters 1/2 bottle of wine is still in the fridge and she now wont drink at my house as she knows it will be too tempting for me. I keep it there to show how strong and determined i am to not drink and it seems to work this time around.
Cant believe i have already vacuumed and done some washing. Before i would be popping paracetamol and laying in bed thinking why did i do this to myself again and then at 4pm go to the bottleshop to start the whole vicious cycle again.
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