Today is day 9 from starting again. And yesterday wasnt a good day for me. Spent time with my mom and aunt and being with them i was triggered from talk about storm related stuff. That got my anxieyt going. Then last night i walked past that damn wine rack in the kitchen and since then thinking about drinking it. I was able to get my mind off enough time last night to fall asleep for a litle bit. Now its back. I got Bayou and we are gonna go do something. I'd like to take him to the park. But i think they have it all closed down becuase of that fire last week. There isnt much to do here, but sit in a bar or go to a restaurant to eat. I dont know i'll have to find something. Cause i dont want that bottle of wine in my system. There are 6 bottels there. I dont want any of them. I can feel that pulling feeling so bad. Okay. i gotta go. gotta get out of the house.