I have officially gone two whole weeks without any booze for the first time in the whole of my adulthood. That's 20 years. Not a drop. I was determined to do DJ last year and failed by day 8. I almost binned it at 6pm tonight and traipsed off to the offy but I didn't and by 8pm the urge was totally gone. If I'd let it grab me I'd be crying my eyes out with shame and guilt right now. Instead I've set my alarm for 8am to get my arse out for a crispy nature walk. I've done a whole fortnight, after three years of digging as far down the wine glass as possible for serenity and ending up with a fuck load of anxiety instead. It's only a little goal, a pathetic one really. But I've done it and hopefully fingers crossed I'll do it next weekend too.
My skin is already clearer 😊