Still not drinking. Really pleased. From former attempts, I know my particular danger zone is coming up. Around two weeks, I begin to think, “wow… Maybe I can drink??” But I’m not going to let the alcoholic voice lie to me. I’m swearing to myself I wont. What is the point of risking it?? Is it that great to sit alone and drink a bottle of wine (and very likely more) and feel/look like crap (with less money) the next day? It’s pretty of sad actually. I need to just keep playing the tape forward, playing the tape, playing the tape forward. Anyway, just checking in to hold myself accountable. Thanks for listening.