Newatthis34 last night I poured the last of my vodka down the sink, went to get some milk from the fridge an hour later to make a cup of tea and seen half a bottle of wine in the door. For a few minutes I rowed with myself saying it won't hurt it is only two glasses left, telling myself it was ok to have that glass after spending the whole day telling myself I'm not going to drink again, however I quicky poured it away and I cried watching it go down the plug, not because I wanted it but realised this is how desperate I have become.
I can only hope it gets better!!