Originally Posted by
failedtaper 
It's sort of a conditioned response these days --> thoughts of wine --> lovely, unrealistic daydream --> memories of overindulgence and hangovers. Like dominos falling in sequence, the end result is always the end result. The imagery works for me.
I just ask myself:
"OK, TU, if you listen to this seductive voice in your head telling you to drink, you know that Mr. Beast will be very happy, but how are you going to feel about it tomorrow?"
That is usually enough to kill the head noise. A form of shifting, to be sure, since I am alternating between points of view, mine and the Beast's.