Hi Corn - I think you were around on here before I got stuck in having lurked since the start rather deludedly thinking that my interest in the thread was purely anthropological - welcome back :)
I've been having something of a wobble these past few days. It all started by seeing a pic of a hot buttered rum cocktail on FB (as you do) and for once, thinking BY GOD THAT LOOKS AMAZING. And it freaked me out that I had that thought, because of course my next glum thought was "oh. I can't have one. Poor me."
I've also been having those "I didn't really have a problem" thoughts, which has been compounded by reading blogs or chatting a bit with a few people on Soberistas who clearly were more addicted, or further into the trap, than I was. People who have massively struggled to stop, who worry about needing medical help to stop due to physical dependency, that sort of thing. This causes those thoughts to spiral - am I a fraud for being aligned to any sort of addiction/sobriety support group, because I didn't find it THAT hard? Was I that bad, because towards the end my drinking wasn't horrific? (A few years ago I had a period of drinking 2 bottles of wine a day but since then I've been more of a binge drinker, and was quite good at minimising how often by never having it in the house and being a single parent so being unable to just nip out in the evening etc etc).
I know the answers, so just want these thoughts to piss off, frankly. 