I hate this stupid disease. I'm finally turning my life around, and I'm having thoughts of drinking - thinking it would be nice to get a small bottle and have a few drinks before bed each night. Capital D DUMB. I know perfectly well that it would lead to a binge, which would get me kicked out of my housing. So I'm not going to do it. I just wish that the thoughts wouldn't come into my mind and seem like such a good idea.

Really glad that I'm going to a meeting tonight.

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