After a week of not drinking I fucked up on Saturday night and fell right back into my old habits. Last night I was going to test myself and see if I could drink just one forty. I failed miserably. After the first 40 I drove back to the store for another one and got a cigar as well. (drinking and smoking go hand in hand)
Later on I went back to the store again for a 24 oz. I can't explain the feeling of anger and failure that I woke up to this morning. I really can't, I was sad and furious at the same time. I think I need to go to AA or some other group. Either way though, I'm not gonna drink tonight. I need to formulate an approach to accomplishing my goals. I'm tired of doing well and then having to start all over cause of a momentary lapse in will power.
End of rant.