So after 112 days I drank last night, as I planned to do. It has just re-affirmed my desire not to drink. I hit it big time and now I have the old feeling of dread. My body is sore. I have cuts and bruises in numerous places and I remember why. At one point I couldn't walk and I always walk home. I tried to phone my wife she didn't answer and in my drunkeness I phoned, by mistake, numerouse other people. Friggin nightmare.
The only good thing is that I didn't enjoy it and am quite happy to continue my sober ways.
I'm in for a tough day but I know the answer.
Sigh.