Friday.
It's Friday and usually at this time I'm in the pub at the start of a heavy drinking session but I took my dog for a walk instead and although I had to walk past three of the bars I usually frequent, I didn't go in. That was really difficult but now my head is telling me that my drinking habits are normal and that I don't have a problem. I just feel so bored and at the moment I can't see how I can stay away from alcohol forever. It just seems impossible that I'll be able to do this.
I know that if I go out I'll drink until I'm completely wasted but the thought of sitting about on my own all weekend is totally depressing. All I've done all day is think that it's Friday and I should be out drinking.