Slowly turning a corner
I'm on the road to abstinence finally. Physically I've been working towards it the past few weeks but the important thing to me is being mentally in the zone. I can't and will never be abstinent if the old grey matter isn't with me on the ride. But it's been so fking hard. I am by no means over Pepe, I was working on getting used to life without Bob but then Pepe and then I've had a recent incident with death which I've not really disclosed on here but to be fair,has fking traumatised me for quite a while. I just feel like death is bloody following me around like it did in the film Final Destination and it's been hard to snap out of it. I need to cut myself some slack, I know I do. There'll always be an excuse to drink if I give myself an excuse. And whilst that seems harsh given the losses I've accrued, my alcoholic brain hasn't half used it as an excuse to play havoc. I've decided mentally that enough is enough otherwise I'l...