Had a friend call, "What's happening, nobody has seen you in almost two weeks!", to which I reply "I'm staying sober, haven't had a drink in nine days.", to which he replies: "Oh well, I'm going to go buy a few bottles of vodka, come round for a drink".
F%CKing ASSHAT. Definitely not a real friend.
Grrr, the AV has started churning round and thoughts of just walking 30 seconds down to the bottleshop at the end of my street has started.
The only thing keeping me going is knowing what will happen if I get that 6, that six will turn into a month of drinking, which may just kill me.