I know. And I feel better sober. I just have to bear down and stay sober all the time.

>Mike, buddy, get a grip. You're a good guy, you don't need that crap.
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>>I am drinking again. Heavy. I do not expect or ask for any sympathy. Nor can I say why this has happened. I was sailing along, sucking up C# like Lindsey Lohan, doing all the right things with the girls. The last thing I remember sober was Saturday evening. Emily and two of her volleyball teammates were here. They had been making T shirts at Danielle's house and the three of them wanted to spend the night at Danielle's. Emily said can you pick us up. I said sure. I was sober through all that. On the way home I drove past Round Lake Liquors and the feeling came over me. The pretty young lady I remembered from there said hi, l again, but there was nothing pretty about it. I bought a bottle, brought it home, and drank. I had to ask Allie to drive to pick Emily up yesterday afternoon. Emily literally yelled at me from the upstairs balcony when we got home. As angry as I have ever seen her. Allie yelled at me this morning.