Discomfort, shame, irritation, frustration, exhaustion, sadness, pity, disappointment. None are nice, but all are survivable.
Read MoreAhhh, Day 1, we meet again. I hate you. That’s what I should be counting; these Day 1s. I can’t even speculate how many there have been. They’ve become somewhat of a joke to me. Like, yeah, of course I’m not drinking today, but we all know it’s coming, so let’s get this over with.
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