Wags, in the note I was first going to write after your recent revelation, I was going to say that your orientation doesn’t matter here....then I took a step back and thought about that. It’s not true, because everything is a factor, really. In college, I gave myself permission to drink every Thursday night, the rest of the nights, including weekends, I studied. In my first marriage, I drank only occasionally. In 1988, at age 28, I got my fist big sales job. It was kind of like that show, Mad Men. I was the first female sales rep they hired. It was a man’s culture and high pressure and heavy drinking. By 1990, when I was 30, I knew I had a problem. What started out as a little pressure release became life support. Had I stayed a dental hygienist, I wonder if I would have progressed into alcoholism? Who knows. I drank to escape. All of my peers drank and our sales meetings were a test of drinking endurance, and I held my own. So many contributing factors, but trying to fit in was a big one. Great question!
Hope everyone has an easy Sunday! Byrdie
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