Good morning all,
I'm back for another day . . . still sober. Did fine last evening, but woke-up a in a bit of a panic this morning. The first thing I thought of is when I could have the first drink today. Scares me terribly. I did my best to suppress the urge and took my dogs out for their morning walk. Then, I hit the gym and came to work. Feeling a bit better, but it is almost as if I have forgotten how to be me without alcohol. And this is only day 3, ugh. I don't feel like myself any more -- the skin and bone appears like me, but my insides are all messed up. I don't like the feeling one bit, and it leaves me wondering if I will ever be me again, and if not, then why fight it? Drinking seems perfectly natural, not drinking does not.