I just finished the post about my relapse.
Somewhere I read that those are normal, almost expected for alcoholics who are first beginning the recovery process. The important point (so they say) is to not let things spiral out of control. Don’t let the one failure turn into a binge.
I felt terrible this morning. Headache. Disoriented. Nauseous. Remorseful. Broken.
My first opportunity, I poured out the rest of the liquor. This is a chance to learn what went wrong and discover a better way. I’m not going to deny yesterday, but it’s not going to sidetrack my recovery. This post is my reset button. For that reason, I’m calling this day 18.
Yesterday doesn’t matter. I’ve stumbled, but I’m falling forward.