I’m half-way through day 8 and quite honestly, feel like crap. I’m miserable, I can barely get out of bed I’m so lethargic, I constantly feel like I’m going to cry, I feel fat and ugly and apologetic for my very existence, and I have the social skills of an underground naked mole rat (seriously, google those things - they’re terrifying!).
I took myself out for lunch today, thinking it might perk me up. Sitting at the window of this Japanese restaurant ordering salmon and tuna sushi, I suddenly thought “Some sake would be nice. I could just pretend I’m still at day 8 and nobody would need to know. It would make me feel happier.” I got as close as selecting the bottle on the iPad at my table, my finger hovering over the “Order Now” button.
Then I thought about it properly. Sure, I’d feel great for an hour, maybe two max. But then I’d feel guilty, I’d end up buying wine or cider on the way home, then I’d be lying to my family’s faces when they asked me how my day of not drinking went.
You know what the worst part would have been though? I would know. I KNOW alcohol doesn’t make me feel good about myself, my weight, my life, my self-esteem. The only way to feel happy – genuinely happy – is to ride this and go through whatever the hell I’m going through, then come out the other side. I may feel like everything really sucks a fat one right now, but those thoughts won’t last forever.
Man, it’s tough today though. I just want to shut the world out and sleep my way into tomorrow.
What do you guys do when you feel like that? Just deal with it, or do you have some coping mechanisms to perk yourselves up?
















