I am back from my breakfast meeting with some big wigs and I am famished ? They had the questions, I had the answers, they ate, I talked ? now I am brewing my fave French roast and filling my office with that rich rich aroma. I bought croissants on the way back ? help yourselves. Sugar, your decaf is on the side, soon I am going to make you that "to go" because I am sure you?ll need to rush to work any day now.
I am so happy I did not drink last night ? it took me a long while to accept that drinking while exhausted makes you even more tired. But I did have to remove AL from my sight. So this morning I was full of beans and despite feeling my body tired my brain felt really switched on.
Hubby comes back tonight and I need to sit him down about AL ? again ... Honestly, I think that he believes that I am ? cured? since I was able to go without AL for so long. When I had that glass of champagne he actually cheered me. This is the man who, when I ?fessed up, he made me write down my goals and supported me achieve them. I have 2 choices:
a. Reveal the gory details of my drinking past (i.e. hiding the empties, driving intoxicated, the ever growing need to drink more than the other women ? because I ?deserve to relax? and they don?t work)- in hope that this will scare him and it may dawn on him that I was far worse than he thought.
b. Accept that fact that he?s a normie and will never fully understand addiction ? and just tell him that I am not ready to drink yet ? continue that line until finally he just gets used to me not drinking.
Thoughts?
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