For some reason this thread has me thinking back to the person I used to be. As the weekend approached - when I was first sober - I'd be filled with resentment & even bitter. Why couldn't I go out & have drinks like everyone else on the planet? What good was a weekend if I couldn't celebrate & get numb? I'd think - there's nothing to look forward to anymore! I'm so thankful to not be a slave to that twisted thinking any longer. Those are my thoughts as Friday approaches.