Yesterday was 17 shots, all spaced out throughout the day. Today is 9 shots. Choking down that first drink in the morning is a real bitch, but thank God for Gatorade as a mixer. Stomach is settled as the shot set in, now I can have my 4 hard boiled eggs I just made.

I've been following the guide to a T from Sipandsuffer.com, and it's miraculous how A) It does totally work and B) How much mental focus it takes to not just go full tilt again amidst it.

That said, today feels marginally better than yesterday so I'm on the upswing. If I keep my wits about me I'm sure tomorrow will feel marginally better than today. I have about 4 emergency Xanax to use if things get dicey, but so far the timed out booze dosages have been keeping the worst of The Fear (trademarked) out of the picture and REMless sleep uninterrupted. Got that damn guide open on another tab all day.