I lost my cat. And got drunk. Then he turned up.
Feeling extremely stupid.
At the time I did not care about my sobriety or the fact I was getting drunk, all I cared about was the fact that I'd lost my cat and I might never see him again.
I consumed eight drinks in a couple of hours. Felt better/less anxious for about an hour. Then threw up. Now hungover and missing work today.
Dumb, dumb, dumb.