You're a good writer, LegalEagle! In my 25 years of alcohol problems, with the last 5 including blackouts, slurring, driving drunk (never caught and thankful) because I had run out, etc., I usually did the most damage by myself, sneaking. I'm fortunate that I never had a drinking buddy, and that my husband didn't drink along with me.
But I have painful memories of Friday afternoons with colleagues where I was drinking them under the table and they noticed. Of course I dropped in to just "have one," and then go home and have more...but I couldn't say no to the server. They were sipping beers and I was having my manhattans. I'm a 54 year old professional woman with a husband and kids (now grown), and I'm sure that my drinking seemed out of character given my position. Maybe it's just me, but I think a man could have had the same number of drinks but not look so cheap...or at least, that's the way I look back on myself at those times. Last summer I started a new job and was invited to a party to meet the rest of my team and there were pitchers of lovely drinks everywhere, and in no time I was reeling, after telling myself that this was definitely not the place to drink. I'm pretty sure I hid it, but it frightened me.
I do worry about what people think of me...but part of me also says who cares...none of their business...I'm just going to keep going forward..
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