Man am I glad to say that! Today is 1 week sober again, I'm on the way to re-building myself back up to where I was before that unfortunate, but necessary slip up. One thing I am surprised by all this was having to go through mini detox. Two even one year ago just one night heavy drinking followed up by a few days off I would of been fine. But I had the signs of detox going on for the first few days. Skin crawling bad anxiety, bouts of bad depression, rapid heart beat, mild body tremors, crazy thoughts...

Day 4 and hanging strong. I was hoping with just one night of drinking that I would knock out the initial hangover day and be fine and back to where I was. I don't seem to be so lucky with that though. Granted it is way more mild then what it would be like if I went out and drank for a month straight but still it is irritating all the same. I woke up feeling pretty good yesterday but right around mid day I put on the cards and cubs game, lye on the couch and watched it. Then right out of left field...

I can't seem to be able to delete past blog entries. I wanted to delete all but the previous one before this and that way it would feel like I was working with a clean streak, oh well.

Welp here we are at day 3 after my relapse of 4 months sober. I've done gone past the stage of beating myself up over it. Actually now I'm looking at it as a blessing of sorts. First off nothing real bad came out of the experience other then blowing $25 that I shouldn't have, but it's pretty minor. About...

Well I finally caved in and drank last night. It seem like fun for a while till I got more drunk then after that I was out of my head with crazy thoughts. Thought I better get on here and write something about how I'm feeling so next time I feel tempted to drink I have a nice reminder about how un-fun drinking really is. Right now my heart is hammering in my chest. Last I checked it was 130 something which luckily isint so bad but really annoying and causing me lots of anxiety. I can't seem to...

My first 3 month sober I had very little desire to ever pick up another drink. I swear i could of had my fridge full of beer and my cabinets stocked of liquor and I wouldn't of hardly gave it a second thought to crack any of them open but these last 2 weeks almost every damn day the idea is popping into my head. Somedays stronger, other days not so, but still it's there. I've even caught myself imagining talking to people and instead of saying i don't drink I'm thinking I'm not drinking for the...