Hi Behappy. I play the tape! I imagine me drinking until I passed out and imagine the next morning with bruises and bumps and shamefaced and red bloated face, wondering if I upset anyone, by words, text or email! Or feeling death warmed up and Then saying never again and after a few hours planning my next drinkssssss. Hating myself for my weakness, my addiction.
I can hold my head up high nowadays and I want to keep it that's way.
That's what I do!