OK. Tuesday a week ago, my husband cornered me with "hey, I'm seriously concerned, and you are headed down a dangerous path". Natch, I said, "no you are, for gettin' all in my bidness about my wine. Step back." That sort of put him on higher alert, you know? So I soul searched, and I came here. Griped, bitched, blamed and generally whined for a good 2 days, as I felt cornered into giving up my beloved beverage (mmmmm, I could go for one or four RIGHT now).
You people rocked. I got sound, compassionate advice. I was told I certainly could make my own choices, and not to do anything just because hub had a worry. Even if it was a big worry. But then a couple of you said...keep it up, girl, but you'll have to lay in the bed you make. What are you willing to lose to keep you your habit?
It hit me like a ton of bricks. I think you can say, I saw the light. Headed for me, right straight between the eyes.
It made me miserable, but I knew I need to change tracks. When I had to really think of stopping or seriously moderating, as opposed to my beautiful bottle-plus of wine nightly, I felt cornered, or a sort of like a caged animal. And THAT freaked me straight out.
So I went AF that Tues., Wed, and Thurs., and DECIDED instead of just falling into it, to have SOME wine Fri and Sat., but not Sun, or any other week night. And I've kept to it, and tonight wasn't really tough. I thought of it. I was a bit wistful. But I keep thinking of what will happen if I don't pull it in right now. And every day I've checked in here, I'm reminded with no minced words, that the results are disastrous if I ignore the effects of alcohol. Kindness with firmness. Real tough love.
So I'm only at the beginning, but I'm already seeing a good end. There may be a good many bumps ahead, but I'm encouraged that I can indeed, have control. And I think the Lord is using this in my life.
It's been an amazing week, that I never saw coming. I have to thank this place, and the wonderful people who've reached out to me, just another worn out mom overwhelmed by the day to day.
I just had to stop here to say thanks, and give thanks.
You people rocked. I got sound, compassionate advice. I was told I certainly could make my own choices, and not to do anything just because hub had a worry. Even if it was a big worry. But then a couple of you said...keep it up, girl, but you'll have to lay in the bed you make. What are you willing to lose to keep you your habit?
It hit me like a ton of bricks. I think you can say, I saw the light. Headed for me, right straight between the eyes.
It made me miserable, but I knew I need to change tracks. When I had to really think of stopping or seriously moderating, as opposed to my beautiful bottle-plus of wine nightly, I felt cornered, or a sort of like a caged animal. And THAT freaked me straight out.
So I went AF that Tues., Wed, and Thurs., and DECIDED instead of just falling into it, to have SOME wine Fri and Sat., but not Sun, or any other week night. And I've kept to it, and tonight wasn't really tough. I thought of it. I was a bit wistful. But I keep thinking of what will happen if I don't pull it in right now. And every day I've checked in here, I'm reminded with no minced words, that the results are disastrous if I ignore the effects of alcohol. Kindness with firmness. Real tough love.
So I'm only at the beginning, but I'm already seeing a good end. There may be a good many bumps ahead, but I'm encouraged that I can indeed, have control. And I think the Lord is using this in my life.
It's been an amazing week, that I never saw coming. I have to thank this place, and the wonderful people who've reached out to me, just another worn out mom overwhelmed by the day to day.
I just had to stop here to say thanks, and give thanks.
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