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- September 3, 2015 at 1:43 am#37308AnonymousInactive
Hi – KC Here. I am caving in to the lies. I have been doing so well. On Day 17. Tonight my husband called to say he had to go out of town unexpectedly…not unusal for us. HOWEVER…he has been hesitant to go in the past because of my drinking and my “hurting myself” like falling down the stairs or out the back door. I told him to go ahead, I will be just fine. After all, I have gone 17 days.
So what do I do? Stop by the liquor store on the way home from golf and buy a bottle. I have poured the glass of chardonnay and it is sitting here on my table staring me in the face…saying Drink Me, Drink Me.
So ludicrous. I know I can beat this. I also learned that “Home Alone = Drink”. Loud and Clear. That said, I don’t WANT to drink, I know I can’t, but I am physically FIGHTING this right now.
Arggh……I think I have won half the battle. I know I don’t want to drink it, but yet, I poured it in the glass, and yet it sits here – I have not touched it. I have SOME willpower left……… just wish I could figure this all out. It must be like tobacco…the body (or the mind) physiologically needs it and won’t letup till it gets it.
I am standing strong…….I just need to dump it all out and go to bed, right??
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