Having to stay a little late at work yesterday set off a big craving. Missing my regular bus home would be my excuse to get a bottle. Told my husband how I was feeling when I got home, and he reassured me and reminded me that I don't need booze, because I don't do that anymore.
Although that helped a lot, I just started crying out of sheer frustration at the feeling. It passed after that, but I've been feeling moody and weepy ever since.
I guess I'm having a tantrum.