So many kind, insightful responses. I am grateful.
About to tuck in to bed and end day 3. I took all of your advice and poured out the liquor cabinet tonight. I knew I needed to do it. Now I have.
The basketball game actually went well — much easier for me there than at nice restaurants. Cocktails and straight booze are my biggest weakness, not beer, so I was able to enjoy the game and stick to a soda and a snack.
I felt so sad pouring out my best bottle of scotch. It's so messed up and irrational, how I could feel like I love this thing that just brings me pain, like it's a friend. I know it isn't. But that doesn't change the feeling.
That said, I am glad it's gone. And I'm looking forward to a new day tomorrow.
