Originally Posted by
soberred 
I wasn't stressed. I wasn't upset. I had it in my mind that I was going to go buy a pint of vodka and I did. I had no self control. Today I sit here reliving all of the hell I put myself and my family through. It wasn't worth it. It didn't feel good. The romance it once had was not there. I am not going back to that dark place again. I am so disappointed in myself. Back to square one.
Hi!
I did almost exactly the same thing. Didn't drink for almost 6 months, then suddenly decided that I deserved to relax and reward myself with a magnum bottle of red wine (my favorite drink). I was on a mission that day.
Afterwards I didn't feel good. As you say: the romance it once had was not there.
After that I had 2 more smallish relapses. Nothing terrible happened, but the spell is definitely broken and I don't enjoy drinking anymore.
Maybe you too can draw this kind of wisdom from what just happened to you? I find that my relapses were very helpful in making me realize that alcohol is poison.