Good stuff, B! I would get so anxious going near the wine and beer aisle at first. Like sweaty palms, racing heart anxious. Now I mentally give it the finger and silently send good vibes to the people who struggled like me, letting it control and destroy their lives, wishing to the universe they could say no, but leaving with a couple bottles anyways. So grateful i endured that anxiety and made it through the first 30 days. After that it got much easier.