It's a Sunday, it's blowing a gale and pouring with rain out there and I could do with a drink. I wouldn't be fussy about what was available, you know, as long as it has some alcohol in it it'd be perfect, the larger and stronger the better.
But that really isn't very sensible at all, is it. I'm an alcoholic, I will be for the rest of my life and there's no changing that. I just have to accept it along with all the rest, shut up, stop moaning and drink tea or coffee, whatever I choose that is alcohol-free. Oh goodness, how interesting.
There are good times. There are periods of a few days here and there where there's no thought regarding drink and that's really good, really pleasant and as time goes on these periods will get longer and more often until the problem ceases to be.
Think that I'll have another.
You know, milk and two :))
But that really isn't very sensible at all, is it. I'm an alcoholic, I will be for the rest of my life and there's no changing that. I just have to accept it along with all the rest, shut up, stop moaning and drink tea or coffee, whatever I choose that is alcohol-free. Oh goodness, how interesting.There are good times. There are periods of a few days here and there where there's no thought regarding drink and that's really good, really pleasant and as time goes on these periods will get longer and more often until the problem ceases to be.
Think that I'll have another.
You know, milk and two :))
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