72 Hours… That is how long it has been since I have had a drink. That is the longest I have been without a drink in I don’t even know how long. I feel better than I have in years. I feel refreshed, alive. Focused.
I also don’t feel bloated. Which is a strange feeling. I know it has only been three days, but looking in the mirror, it seems that a little of the fullness has left my face. My knuckles on my hands are a little more prominent. My anle bones are a little more evident. (I have always had cankles, just not this bad).
I know that most of this is just water weight loss… The fluids I had retained form weeks of binging. But, I am down to 236lbs today. 4 pounds since I started this blog a week ago. That feels monumentous to me.
I feel like I may be able to do it this time. Lose the weight. Cut down ~drastically~ on the drinking. Conquer my depression. With the help of Prozac, anyway…
