I haven't touched the bottle since getting pregnant with my son. Prior to that i was drinking near everyday and not telling my husband. I can feel myself sliding back into that pit and i do not want to. When its just me and my son its alright i have no urge to drink. When i look at him i KNOW i cant drink because he needs me. But the moment ny SO steps through the door its like the other shoe drops and bam i can't stop thinking about how easy that bottle is.