As of this morning, there is no more “real” ice cream or hard liquor in the house. (For whatever reason, those Skinny Cow ice cream bars don’t trigger a binge, so I still have half a box of those. But no “real” ice cream.)
I’m totally freaking out right now. Thank God I’m going out with friends tonight and don’t have to go home and face the empty house for hours on end. I can just go home and go to bed. Weekend evenings are easier to deal with for some reason, so I’m not as worried about tomorrow.
I can do this.