Some friends were round and it was the Bank Holiday weekend. I made a measured decision to have a couple of glasses; to celebrate the sunshine, whatever. Felt drunk really quickly.
Then guess what. Drunk the next two nights then had two days off then have drunk for the last 4. Its only a matter of time before I am up to my bottle and a half a night and it is frightening how quickly my body has got used to it again.
I don't get dead drunk so for myself, I haven't got a strong urgent reason 'never to touch a drop'. It has felt like a real treat these last few nights and I can see my old habit back.
I have come back to give and receive some support. I'm disappointed in myself. But i kind of always knew it was going to happen. Not drinking is so boring and joyless. I don't know where to go from here. I feel lost because the thought of alcohol is pleasant and exciting
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