Alone for three nights, next to a cabinet full of liquor
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I'll be in a similar situation next weekend, except I'll be home alone, not on the road.
Bottles of wine in the fridge I won't be drinking.
Old people across the street I won't be robbing.
Escort services on Craigslist I won't be calling.
'Real Housewives' programming I won't be watching.
These are things I just don't do.
Keep rocking it, Less'
Bottles of wine in the fridge I won't be drinking.
Old people across the street I won't be robbing.
Escort services on Craigslist I won't be calling.
'Real Housewives' programming I won't be watching.
These are things I just don't do.
Keep rocking it, Less'
And great job less!!!
Thanks everyone.
Home tonight. Stopped by a gym and then had dinner by myself at a restaurant nearby. Read a couple articles. Watched the sky get dark. Few people around me were having drinks - I was so relieved that I wasn't going to drink.
Got home and changed, put some things away. Saw the bottles and literally gave them a smirk. "No thanks, fellas. You've taken enough from me", is what I thought. Sounds kinda corny writing it out. But felt awesome to say and feel.
Now I have some work to do, which I can do, sober. Then maybe a movie before I fall asleep, sober.
Home tonight. Stopped by a gym and then had dinner by myself at a restaurant nearby. Read a couple articles. Watched the sky get dark. Few people around me were having drinks - I was so relieved that I wasn't going to drink.
Got home and changed, put some things away. Saw the bottles and literally gave them a smirk. "No thanks, fellas. You've taken enough from me", is what I thought. Sounds kinda corny writing it out. But felt awesome to say and feel.
Now I have some work to do, which I can do, sober. Then maybe a movie before I fall asleep, sober.
Tonight, on my way home from work, I had the very subjective, yet visceral, experience of "entertaining my thoughts". I didn't have a craving. I didn't have an urge. I had these thoughts about drinking tonight that came and went like most of the thoughts that I had on my way home from work. I recognized the thought when it came, and almost like an annoying acquaintance who used to be a friend, I brushed it away. I'm not going to drink tonight I thought to myself. And I almost laughed at the image of me swigging back the scotch, alone on the couch. When you get far enough from the booze the physical nature of it doesn't even sound as enticing. Do I really want to wake up at 3 a.m.,not sure where I am, what I've done? Hell no. But I didn't even really need to reason with myself. I simply saw the thought for what it was, a passing thought. Just like that it went away.
One of the most powerful tool I got was naming and acknowledging cravings. But don't fight them. Just observe.
Oh, look, there's a craving. Look how weak and silly it is and how quickly it goes away.
Granted this isn't easy in the first 60 days, but it really does work.
Oh, look, there's a craving. Look how weak and silly it is and how quickly it goes away.
Granted this isn't easy in the first 60 days, but it really does work.
One of the most powerful tool I got was naming and acknowledging cravings. But don't fight them. Just observe.
Oh, look, there's a craving. Look how weak and silly it is and how quickly it goes away.
Granted this isn't easy in the first 60 days, but it really does work.
Oh, look, there's a craving. Look how weak and silly it is and how quickly it goes away.
Granted this isn't easy in the first 60 days, but it really does work.
I'm in the 110s now too btw,
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