Okay, I need to get this off my chest. Family stuff. Always family stuff. My aunt called today to "check in" and immediately started asking if I was "still doing that no drinking thing" with this tone like she was asking if I was still into some weird hobby. Like it's a phase! A temporary diet! This isn't a hobby it's my LIFE! Ugh, it’s so frustrating sometimes trying to explain to people who just don't get it. They mean well, I think, but the constant questioning just makes me want to scream. It's like they're waiting for me to fail or something. It's really discouraging sometimes, having to constantly defend your choices, even to family. Feels like they're just not seeing the progress I've made, only focusing on the "lack" of something. Really grinds my gears.