The end of this week will mark the end of my self-imposed, month long fast from alcohol. Now, I am by no means a heavy drinker but there were moments throughout the month where I questioned if I had a problem or not. I mean, some days I would come home from work and say to myself, "I picked the wrong month to stop drinking." Then I would wonder ... do I have a problem? I don't think alcoholics question if they have a problem, I think they just deny deny deny. Whatever, trust and believe that on April 1 I will be cracking open the bottle of Shiraz that has been sitting in my wine rack since Christmas. My guy asked me if I felt any different after not drinking for so long. I told him that there was absolutely no difference whatsoever. I will say this though, it was a stressful month and instead of self-medicating in front of the television I did something productive ... read a few books, started practicing the piano again (4 hours on Sunday, 1 hour yesterday!!!!) and I feel really good about that.
I'd like to pick something else to deny for April ... maybe fried foods. Something that's not necessarily bad for me but it wouldn't kill me to lay off for a while.
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Lately, the smell and taste of fried food has really started making me sick.
I wish it didn't because I like the chichken tenders.
No problem...when you can walk away from it...it's not a habit.
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