Today is day 7. I’m feeling better. My life circumstances are still shit, but the chemically induced depression/anxiety is lifting. It’s crazy what alcohol does to us physiologically, and how that impacts our brain function. It fucks with us from head to toe.

PS - I shouldn’t complain about my life. This too shall pass. It feels like hell, but I’m still alive and healthy. There’s still time for things to turn around. I have to have faith in what is possible.