I'm in for that. Despite Auntie D and Papa Xanax, I'm not having a great span of days lately, and if someone tells me "it will get better" I might kick them in the kneecap. With my steel-toed stillettos.
On the other hand, feeling like crap without drinking is definitely better than the vortex of fear and loathing I enter when I drink. So I'm on board for on we go.
Glad some things are helping you a tiny bit, cow!