I drank yesterday evening. And of course I’m wide awake now at 2am. I want it to be my last drink. I was sober for nine months! And then some emotions got to me and I thought: “Why not one bottle of wine?” Yes, you read right- not one glass but one bottle, which turned into two. Sigh. No real damage done on the outside but my mental health has taken a hit. So I start over tomorrow. There is no giving up. Got to keep trying. I’ll be okay.