Tough days
Oh boy I'm tired. I've been run ragged with work and with Bob being really unwell. It's like I'm nursing 24 hours a day. I'm feeling I'm not catching a break and I've no longer got my crutch to support me with this stuff! I'm getting exhausted. There's been tears. It's the first time I've really missed booze since I stopped drinking. In a way I'm glad though, that I really miss it. Because if I felt that I didn't miss it I'd be thinking my drink problem wasn't that bad. "Hey maybe one will be OK after all... " And that would just lead to all sorts of fuckwittery wouldn't it!๐ I don't feel I'm craving alcohol but I do feel I'm pining for it, like the Norwegian Blue ๐ฆ pines for the fjords. Maybe that's craving? I'm still having PSI each Tuesday morning and in a couple of weeks I'm going on an Intuitive Thinking course which I believe is very intensive therapy which will give me the skil...