Today was just garbage. I never got over the feelings and acquired a weird headache. I'm hungry but nothing sounds appetizing. I went on my run and I did some cleaning. I did all the work I need to do, and now I'm just counting down the minutes before I can go to bed. But I feel, deep down, really good. Do I know what I'm feeling or why? No. Maybe I'll gain clarity eventually. But I do know I don't need to drink. I'm going to journal and then I'm going to sleep. And tomorrow will be a fresh day.
Thank you all for your support.
