TBH mate, you’ve always struck me as a bit of a loser – if you don’t mind me saying.
(Sobs) 😥
Well, I made it through the night! Trying to get to sleep was a little difficult, as I usually just drift off, if I’ve had a couple of beers. was not as difficult as I’d imagined not drinking, though.
I din’t feel the craving as much as I have done in the past, when I’ve tried to have a night off beer. On other occasions, I’ve caved in, and gone down to get some in. I jolly well have not felt guilty or bad for doing so, mind.
A few months ago, coming home from the pub, I was contemplating riding me bike several miles to an all-night offie, such was my craving. Fortunately, the blokes in the offie were still about, and let me buy a couple of cans on the sly, or I wooduv been off up to Hackney.
Having already had a few, I was later quite angry that I’d craved beer so much. Felt like an alkie.
I think it’s more just the habitual nature of it now. I’m so used to having a beer or two, that not to have one feels weird.
I might try to abstain tonight as well (what, two nights in a row??). Going to a mate’s to watch footy and eat Chinese food. He’s a smoker, so depressant drugs won’t be the issue!
I have a feeling I will have beer, mind. The association of footy and beer may be too much. I mean, if the footy’s on, it’s ok, no?