Born A long time ago
First drink 17. I never drank very often, but always drank too much and got sick. Thought that was just the price you paid for drinking. From the off I had no switch that told me I had had enough.
About 19 realised that I like the feeling a large scotch gave me. I can remember the time and the place, the moment and the feeling. All my knots came undone.
Early 20's I was enjoying my drinking. I like this ! This works for me. The odd row about the outcomes. Hey doesn't everyone drink too much now and then ? I could make a laugh or a joke about my behaviour.
25. Pregnant now with second child. Gave up smoking like a good girl, But drank like a fish. Feotal Alcohol Syndrome hadn't been invented then. I used to be so bloody hungover at the ante-natal. Urine tests mus have been pure Smirnoff. Gave birth to gorgeous health baby girl. Used to laugh that she should have been a pickled onion. Ho ! Ho !
Two months later PND. Not psychotic, not baby blues but the type that comes and stays for
reproductive life. Trip to docs, something is not right. How much do you drink ? Huh ? What ? I drink cos I'm depressed. It takes the pain away, don't be daft. Pull yourself together.
I can't.
3 and 1/2 years later. New doc, same old head. Help me please ! Antebuse given daily by spouse. I don't think so. Put Paracetamol in Antebuse pot. Let the games begin.
Drinking outcomes becoming more seroius. Passing out in bathroom with 3 yr old daughter in bath. Car written off and regular driving whilst totally smashed with the kids in the car.
Want to stop but know I can't be who I want to while drinking. But can't imagine a whole lifetime looming ahead of me with my friendly bottle to take the pain away.
Every one else the world can drink but me. How bloody, bloody unfair is that.
To be continued. If you've read this far.:thanks:
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