Traumatizing
I was in month 2 of sobriety and made a conscious decision on Friday night to get wasted...and well, I did. Blacked out, did some terrible things, cheated on the girl I've been seeing, and ended up shaking in my car in the morning. The only silver lining to this story is that the night was so completely joyless and shameful, that it reaffirms what I was already thinking/learning: that I am not missing out on anything positive that comes from me drinking. Back to square one...