I've been lurking a couple weeks since I came across this site. I guess it is nice to see that a lot of people feel how I feel every day. I don't know why I drink. I have had a lot of good in my life. Good, close family, successful job, married to a wonderful man...but the thought of drinking consumes me.
I did grow up where drinking was the norm. When my family gets together, we drink. I read a post where someone said the saying in the family is "it's 12:00 somewhere in the world" and that quote has been said more times then I can remember in my family as well.
I don't have any tragic story or major experience that set me off. I refused to drink when I was in high school because I thought my parents acted like idiots when they drank so I guess I developed a "weird" relationship to drinking.
At any rate, my husband drinks as well and we are trying to cut down. No drinking during the week. Mellow on weekends. He has been really good, but I have been "sneaking" a drink here and there. And I have NO idea why. It's like a little "bad" think I can do. I'll go out, stop at the liquor store and buy a small bottle of anything, hide it and sneak it. It makes me feel like such a loser. I have slowly been getting better but it is not unusual for me to sneak a glass of wine or two midday. And then I just feel like a failure.
I am a former athlete and very competitive. I'm trying to get back into really good shape. I feel good at the gym but then the drinking seems to undo the good I do.
I think I'm rambling but I am here and trying. I think it will be hard and I know I need to change but I also am afraid to change. But for my health and happiness I know I need to.
Thanks for listening.
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