Wednesday, November 1
Phoning it in again tonight. Feeling super sick and actually, surprisingly enough, have been struggling today. I think it’s just the doldrums of being sick but I’ve been feeling down about never having a drink again. And Despair has been reaching its insidious fingers into my brain, saying “You’re just on a high right now, don’t worry – you’ll get low again soon… all this exercising, eating right and not drinking? You’ll fall on your face and go right back to the old behaviors. This isn’t sustainable.”
Well, fuck Despair. I’m going to bed, gonna kick this cold in the ass, and wake up to a better perspective tomorrow.