Pressing the fuckit button
I pressed the fuckit button on Tuesday night. It's been a long time coming. No point focusing on what caused the fuckit button to be deployed. It's in the past. Whole heap of excuses if I wanted to give them out but every single one of them comes down to me picking that bottle up. Sure, triggers are there, but its my choice to make bad choices. The thing is,to talk about what enabling the fuckit button actually achieved. Well ,it reminded me that for me, alcoholism is a learned behaviour. I sat in the same spot on the couch in the same position with legs tucked under me, bottle at the side of the couch. In easy reach. Old behaviours It wasn't even a nice evening. I was still lonely,upset, tired but with added bonus of being wankered! I could have reached out to my SMART friends. But there was no chance I'd ring them and chat with a glass in my hand. I love and respect them x But the thing about realpse prevention is do not focus on the negative One should not fee...