I made a mistake. I apologized to my wife and we talked about it. I convinced myself I wasn’t going to make the same mistake again so that I would agree to set myself up to make the same mistake again. I’m incredibly disappointed in myself. But I have proven something important. I’m not as strong-willed as I thought. I just have to accept the truth. No more liquor. I thought one day I could invite it back into my life. It doesn’t work that way. Like many things it has to stay in yesterday. Step one in growing from a mistake is to stop repeating the mistake. Seems obvious. No matter how long it’s been since the last time the mistake was made making it again will still have the same outcome. I’ll just end up being the same fool I am now. Life continues whether I keep up with it or not. It doesn’t care how I feel about it. It doesn’t care how I cope with that. The joke is on me for thinking otherwise.