I wish I had some magical thing to tell you, but the truth is I just tell myself “I don’t drink.” I don’t say “I can’t drink”, because I can do whatever I want to. I take personal responsibility for my choices. I CHOSE NOT TO DRINK. Even when my beast wants me too. Please don’t think that I never get urges. Just yesterday I stood outside the liquor store connected to our grocery store for a full minute, looking in and playing the movie in my head. I could walk in, pick up a bottle of vodka, and go home and get smashed. No one would know. My husband is out of town. But I recognize that is not what I WANT, it is what IT wants. And IT can kiss my ass.
When I was just 5 days in it was much more of a struggle than it is now. It will get better. I'm almost 2 months with no alcohol and I have days when I don't have AV activity at all. It gets better. I promise.