Hepatologist appointment went as well as it could, and I get 6 more months before another follow up, so yay! Not coincidentally it's also been over a year since my last drink on March 20th last year. Have I wished I could again? Yes. Do I dream sometimes that I'm drinking or drunk? Yes. But the memory of just how badly things can go with my liver and basically all bodily systems at this point from the decades of damage has kept me clean. To quote Egwene from "The Great Hunt" in The Wheel of Time book series, "I don't think there's any going back for me ever."

So I'm continuing forward, despite the constantly shitty news flow and detrimental actions of our current government, knowing that where I am is the best I can be now, and trying to keep my anxiety in check in more natural ways. That's good enough for now.