I don’t know what term to use but I drank yesterday which could have been day 30 for me sober.
Slip, fell off the wagon just don’t seem to place the blame on me as I deserve.
I didn’t see it coming and not sure I could have stopped it if I had. It all seems like a blur or a dream to me now. Needless to say I am disappointed in myself. I did not drink to excess as I only drank two vodka tonics and I poured the rest down the sink.
So here I am on day one again. I hope a little wiser and smarter from 29 days sober.
Embarrassed, ashamed, p-ssed, frustrated and back again,
asixstringnut
