So this weekend marks 2 weeks for me without a drink (preface by saying I was a heavy pretty much daily full bottle of spirits drinker) - I had the opportunity to get a drink without any one finding out and I just really did not care for it. It was a weird surprise realising that but all together brilliant. I'm so surprised because I was always an opportunist so even if I wasn't intensely craving I'd still buy it just in case cos I don't know when I would have that chance again (& crippling anxiety would not give me a moments peace if I didn't already sort out my "plan B"). Today I recognised the moment and was like “I'm actually fine without” and that was earlier today and I still don't feel regret or further cravings - I don't think I'm out of the woods yet but I must say I'm glad to have moments I recognise like this because it shows me it's at least possible.