Fell off the wagon hard over this four day. Drank just about every day, nothing bad happened, but I was sober for seven months prior. I think this all came from feeling isolated and feeling like I'm very much alone. I woke up and got up for work this morning and for the first time in a long time I genuinely couldn't see life getting better for me. I'm a bit more hydrated now, and I'm trying to shake the damn hangover anxiety, and I'm embracing where I'm as as being where I'm at. I have value, my life matters, I'm just in a fucking hole right now and the last thing I want to do today is being a functioning human being. I'm massively disappointed in myself for letting an old habit settle back in.