Well, it looks like I might make it this weekend sober.
I did have some mental battles trying to justify getting drunk. But I kept telling myself that i want to be healthy and feel and look good. Then, the drunk side would say, "who cares about all that crap. Just get wasted and have fun. It's your life."
It went back and forth awhile. Then I just decided to go eat, stuffed my belly now I'm just relaxing and getting tired.
I had no idea if I was going to make it. If I make it through the night I won't drink on Sunday. I rarely did at anytime.