I have a speech impediment see, so I used to drink so I could relax and talk better, I kissed my wife for the first time on March 17th in Ireland, that's paddy's day, I was locked but she didn't seem to notice???? anyhow I quit drinking for years after that cause I felt I was lying to her.
Then I started again when I had a moment of weakness with a member of the opposite sex because I needed to repress my guilt, I could never face her after that, it was years later when I confessed and it was really not as bad as I thought, but the demon had set in and I was hooked to closet drinking.
Till it caused irreplaceable damage to my wife and child and now that's over.
Now I don't drink, don't ever want to.
But it's very sad.
Sorry just blurting out thoughts, woke up this morning and started writing what my therapist wanted to know about freedom... everything goes back to drinking, in order to hide.
I got my freedom, but I didn't realize it would be such a prison with myself.
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