Battle, engaged
Exactly four weeks ago I decided to quit drinking. I was so glad I did since my 8 yo daughter had a seizure a couple days after I said "I quit" and she had to spend several days in the hospital. Being sober and not being anxious about when I could get my next drink during this time was a blessing and saved me from a lot of guilt. Since then, however, I've struggled. I've tried to have a glass of wine or what not "in moderation" and once or twice I succeeded, and once or twice I failed miserably and suddenly I'm hiding bottles of whiskey again.
I love the way it makes me feel at first and I hate the way it makes me feel later. The craving is bad. I'm feeling the depression that the drinking kept at bay creeping up on me. I'm trying to do this alone, and I'm tired of having no one to talk to about it, so here I am.