I’m not sure if it really was the conversation 102 I had with myself, I lost track somewhere along the way, but today I am back to where I had particular one I remember, one of those conversations in my head. It kind of went like this: Me: what the hell is wrong with you? My head: what the hell have you done again? Me: this is it, I am done. My head: you really don’t have to be done, you should just cut back. Me: you could just cut back, but you should be done. My head: you really don’t have to be done, you could just cut back. Me: who is mad at me? My head: really, you really don’t have to be done, you could just cut back. Me: how bad did you f up? My head: you really don’t have to be done, you could just cut back. Me: I’m done, I’m not drinking again. That was it. My head: Take some time off, you really don’t have to be done, you could just cut back. So what would I do? I would take the time off, like 7 –...
getting it done - retired from drinking - and keeping it all together, together.