My story goes like this... I was raised in a family that was very social about drinking, and alcoholism runs in my family. I met my husband 10 years ago, when we were 18. Immediately we clicked, and liked to party (tooo much). We married three years later when we were 21. It just seemed natural for us to always have beer in the house. Every night after work, pop one open and relax, and then another and another.... It was something we both enjoyed so much that it became our lifestyle. When we started trying for a family, I backed off. Got pregnant, didn't have any problems just quitting cold turkey. Had a miscarraige during my 2nd trimester, and went back to heavy drinking almost immediately, maybe to numb me up a bit. That continued for another year, then got pregnant again and quit drinking immediately. Now have a healthy 4 yr old boy. Also have another 19 month old boy, too. Just seems like as soon as I'm not pregnant anymore, I'm right back at it.
I feel that my husband and I enable each other. He owns his own printing company, and is very stressed out. I used to work in the very stressfull mortgage industry. I think we were "medicating" ourselves so we could somehow cope with all the stress of work, and 2 small kiddos, not to mention finances and trying to sustain a marraige based on alcohol. I quit my job in June, to see if maybe that would help me stop drinking so much. It has helped, but I still accept that beer he hands me every evening when he walks in the door. I am hoping that I can just find myself, and try to live with more focus set on my kids and husband rather than how many beers I need to squeeze in just so I can get to sleep at night. I've made lots of new and exciting changes recently, and just hope that I can make myself give this thing up that could actually kill me one day if I don't. Scarey when I say it like that, but very true.
Thanks for readin. Looking forward to this! :l
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