My husband drinks too, but not like I do. Just one or two a few nights a week. He never is critical of me and never mentions my drinking. Even when I've been in sobbing drunken jags, even when I've been a raging drunken bitch. He's just accepting and loving.
What brought me here was that I was drunk last Monday night and made a fool out of myself in front of my stepdaughter. She's in her late 20's and has always respected me and is close to me. I was drunk and emotional and sobbing and the look in her eyes said "wow, you've got issues." I've never been like that in front of her and felt like a fool the next day. I kept thinking about it and trying to come up with an explanation/excuse. Not that she brought it up. I guess I was trying to make an excuse to myself.
I never want to be that ashamed again. I haven't had a drink since and haven't craved it at all. I feel like I'm done. But I think it would be naive of me to think it will be this easy. I think somewhere down the road I'll think about having a drink or two "for a special occasion" and start all over again.
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