After a little over seven months I just recently relapsed - coming to you live from a hospital bed. Time of year somewhat, but more so failing at acheiving some personal goals. I also felt so isolated and then the first time I went out for a beer in public I lined up a week worth of dinners, lunches and an event to go to.
Thought after those seven months I had slayed the beast, but I hadn't.
One is too many, etc.
Stay up gang.