Wholesome, drinking is the least of my worries at the moment. I know I won’t drink, the AV is powerless over me, once more.
What I’m afraid of and beaten down by, is the voices in my head that prevent me from trying to sort matters out in my life. The voices that say I’m inadequate, or things are so far gone, it’s hopeless, so don’t even try, because I’ll fail, or even, make matters worse!
Fearful voices, all full of fear for the future which is ‘doomed’ (they say) so why even bother trying? I know I won’t drink. This is a different issue. I believe it’s the Ego at play. But, sadly, this voice and its consequent causation of I nactiveness at attempting to sort my life out, is as bad as the AV drinking voice! I used to think they were the same, but I think they’re not.