Close call yesterday after my son left for his dad's. Always a trigger. Instead we went to the local pub and I downed 2 Kombuchas. lol I must learn how to deal with my hatred towards them (dad and stepmo..) can't bring myself to put mom in there. I just need to deal with releasing the hate. It is hate. Hate is not good. Hate is killing me. I know what hate is, and this is hate. I'm relaxed today and still in jammies and curled up in my bed and I actually don't think I'm leaving this spot anytime soon. I think I have a spot of depression currently. Also (sorry guys) that time of the month and now that I can recall most relapses occur at this time for me. So dealing with my emotions is something for me to work on.