Made it through day two but i have to admit, it was hard. AV was telling me one more day and I began plotting how I might make that work. I was even going to ride my bike to the liquor store, since my husband and I decided I wouldn’t drive anywhere today. But then I decided not to be so selfish on Father’s Day. I can’t believe I’m struggling like this. I hate myself while I’m drinking, yet the mind tells me it would be a good idea to partake one more time? This addiction is ruthless.
Welcome back, Citrus! I’ll have to reread the AVRT crash course tomorrow, so I can tell that bugger off when it tells me lies.