Yesterday that inner voice was so strong calling for a drink. Husband was out drinking at the bar and I was on my own with the dogs. And hungry. I think it my sugar level that speaking to me. To reward myself from passing about 6 bars on the way home after some dumplings, I got myself an ice cream. After the ice cream I stop thinking about a drink. It may have been the reward concept, but I do believe it was the sugar and the meal that dampened the craving.
It felt good to fight that internal battle and win.
-Drinking: A Love Story by Caroline Knapp -Almost Alcoholic by Joseph Nowinski and Robert Doyle -After the Tears: Helping Adult Children of Alcoholics Heal Their Childhood by Jane Middelton-Moz and Lorie Dwinell