The Booze voice
This is haunting me tonight. I don't know why. For some reason, my mind is telling me that I need to go buy a bottle and have a "Last Hoorah! Stay up and play Starcraft, smoke plenty of cigarettes, and socialize on there."
Don't know if this is the progression of the disease or what, but usually on night two of detox (fresh off of last night of feeling awful for about 30 hours mind you), I'm fully determined and frankly not even thinking about alcohol in good ways.
Has this happened to you during detox?