Reality Check Please

I feel fantastic. I play the tape forward. I KNOW it's a bad idea, I know it's poison, I know it'll cause me to regress, it'll restart the anxiety and depression and panic. It'll make me feel disgusting and bloated and ruin my entire week and send me down a rabbit hole.

And yet, at 2 months sober, my brain wants to romanticize alcohol now that the weather is beautiful, thinking of all the stuff I "used" to do, roof top bars, the pool, vacations.

Please, someone talk me off this ledge.