Begin Again
Another Day 1.
I don't know why I have become ambivalent about my sobriety, but I have.
My wife told me this morning I was a mean drunk last night. I'm not ambivalent about that. She deserves better. Sadly, I don't even remember talking to her, so I don't know what I said. I remember waking up on the living room floor around 1:30 a.m. I went to the refrigerator and there were 2 beers left. Then I woke up in a chair around 4 with a lap full of beer and an upended bottle. That's gonna smell good.
I'm at work now. I thought about taking a sick day, but I can suffer through a hangover at my desk today. My throat hurts from snoring all night.
More coffee.