I let stuff get to me last night, and I shouldn't have. I allowed anxious feelings and a slightly awkward environment influence me... to drink. I'd said I wasn't gonna drink all weekend. I should've stuck to my word. I'm always particularly weak around these same people...

I won't succumb next time. Or I won't place unreasonable rules on myself. I need to be able to trust myself. Drinking is the one thing I've allowed myself. Still, I won't let it become my balm for every itch, every ache...