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I've had many day ones. I hope this one is different.

I made it almost 100 days last time. I thought I made it. I thought, "Hey, I don't mind being sober. I can easily handle having just one drink."

It's no surprise that the one drink frequently turned into many, many more, and it's no surprise that all the baggage reappeared...the inappropriate actions, the hangovers, the missed work, the wrecked relationships, the depression.

I thought I could have a glass of wine with dinner, or a beer on a Sunday afternoon. I thought I had gained that strength.

I know now that it's not a skill I can learn. I'm broken that way.

Here's to day one. I hope it's the last.