Here is a thread about the little victories people have along their journey. We all have them, day in and day out. Some are bigger than others. This is where you can share the ones you take notice of. My little victory came yesterday. I was eight days into a streak when I relapsed, spiraling into a short-lived pit of depression that lasted a few hours. I emerged on the other side with some new coping mechanisms and a renewed sense of purpose, despite the slip. There was no P involved, nor has there been any urge for it since I started. I feel better now than I did starting out. Feels good, man.