Last night, I drank for the first time since New Years. I didn’t get , but I definitely caught a buzz.

I didn’t take my , so I didn’t have to worry about any adverse interaction. I had one alien secretion (midori, malibu, and pineapple juice) and six buttery nipples (layered buttershots and bailey’s) – I can’t believe I got tipsy from that. I used to be able to slam at least 11 shots of jager before I got tipsy. I guess almost four months without a drink lowered my tolerance. I took a sip of jager and it was nasty as hell.

I’m proud to report that I didn’t have any urges to cut or otherwise physically injure myself. :D

Recovery, , and life in general is going well for the time being. My meds seem to have me balanced finally. I still have a lot of to do on myself though. Right now I’m reading “Codependent No More” by Melody Beattie. It makes a lot of sense so far.

spent the night again. He didn’t leave until I had to go to work this afternoon.