Sh*t

Haven't quite identified the triggers...just being near obnoxious men, i guess (including my husband, of course)...feel like (see title)...grrrrrr.   felt bad enough to go looking through my store of empty vodka bottles hidden in the closet to see whether there were any last drops in any of them (found less than a thimble-ful in one.  dammit!  After a few weeks of abstaining from liquor altogether...obviously I am not in a good place.