Who I Am Hates Who I’ve Been

I know that I can be more than this. The weekend rolls around, and I just don’t care. Weekends are my trigger. I know that it’s one day at a time, but I want to keep a promise to myself to not drink next weekend. When I’m hungover and having horrible hanxiety/Sunday Scaries I always feel so bad for my poor body, and the damage I have done to it over the weekend. It’s just gross. I feel gross. I’m so sick of putting off being the best me that I can be.