Man, the I feel like I am chipping away at a mountain with a pickaxe.
I reached three days, and for the first time in weeks I have a bit of time to sleep in on the Saturday, and what do I do? Fall. However, now I have another thing on the list of things not to do.
So what caused this one? Not sticking to my routine. As soos as I wake up enough to start having cravings I should get up and start my day. Lesson learned. The good news is, I am practically at the beginning of another week, so it will be easier to reach 7 days again, and 14 after that, as I will be stone cold sober by the time the cravings hit again. When that happens I'm smack in the middle of a work week, too busy to care about falling.
What also encourages me is the degree to which my falls have changed. Normally I would have taken my time, acting like a connoiseur. Now, even as I start stumbling a part of me actively fights the fall, and it ends up being more of an argument with myself. What I'm saying is, it's as if I am experiencing the death throes of my enemy, he is losing power, and perhaps this time he will no longer be able to break through my fences. "The more you feed it, the hungrier it gets." I am feeding it less and less, soon, maybe this time, I will feed it no longer.
Today is day 1. For today I shall remain on top of my soul. I am not interested in what happened in the past, or what awaits me in the future. Today I shall remain clean. G-d please guide me and protect me as I go through today, that I may remain safe in your protection.