Its always the same..the cycle.I hit a rockbottom low, feel shame, guilt the whole range of emotions ...I promise myself and my loved ones that I have learnt a lesson and for a while it seems like I have.I hold back from drinking,maybe just having a glass or two with dinner a few times a week but slowly, slowly o;ld habits and destructive thoughts sneak back in and make themselves a home..until finally i lose it. I give in. I listen to the irresponsible sellfish childish thoughts and excuses.."i deserve this". everyone needs to cut loose now and then etc etc and before you know it that one drink in the pub has turned into a full on session supported by my drinking buddies, im having a ball, lapping up the attention, meanwhile my daughter waits and waits for me to pick her up from school. By this time I know im going to be late so i book her into after school care. I have convinced myself that shell be fine..that im fine. Eventually i get into my car and drive home. Not that i can remember doing that.Luckily my teenage son picked up my daughter and they are waiting. They are both in tears..all the rest is a blur.
I wake up feeling sick...sick of me, sick of this filthy disgusting habit that has caused so much pain to myself and others in my ife. I hate myself right now and i dont want to be comforted. I dont deserve it. Dont worry I wont do anything stupid, (been there done that):new: I have so much more to say ...I hope there is someone out therre who will get back to me....
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