Week 4 hit me hard

Going into my 4th week of not drinking. Work sucks, school work is boring, and dating apps aren’t finding anyone. I’m a little stressed. I’m also set to move earlier than expected since an apartment opened up in my complex. There’s ups and downs, I’m not necessarily having a bad time

But maaaan would I kill for a bottle of wine tonight. I had a gummy from like a month ago that I grabbed for the night and I started rationalizing that I’m already affecting myself, why not get something else?

Well for one, I’m really proud of myself for getting this far on my first time on the wagon. It would be really disappointing to end it now.

I’m losing weight. I was almost hitting obesity and now I’ve lost 5 lbs. Drinking was a factor in that. I’m not working out like I should, and I’m not eating too much better, so falling off will get me fat.

And finally I want to be better once someone comes into my life again. I want to be able to wear this as a badge of honor rather than keep alcohol along as my shameful indulgence.

I didn’t expect to write all that, but here we are. I’ve got reasons. Good reasons. Reasons that give me confidence.

IWNDWYT