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That drive sucked out loud. I feel terrible, and I want a glass of wine so badly that I'm literally drooling.
My physician gave me Valium for withdrawal symptoms, but I'm scared to take it. I took it once since this started and it made me feel so fuzzy and weird that it scared the piss out of me. I just took a multi vitamin, a B complex vitamin, and forced myself to eat a banana with a glass of ginger ale.
This is NOT worth "being able" to have wine last night. I would have been so much better off with a glass of sparkling water or club soda. I have to stop feeling sorry for myself that I can no longer drink, because the results of my drinking are NOTHING to envy.
When it comes right down to it, I do not like the person I am when I am drinking. I suck. I should be doing 100 things around the house today, and it is all I can do to sit here at the computer and type without puking on the keyboard. My husband is not going to be amused when I tell him how hungover I still am, and that I have not done some things he asked me to do this afternoon. He's at work, and here I sit, gaming out how and where to get a glass of wine like the junkie I am. He deserves better, and so does my son.
AZDem, you are right that I have to get sober for me and stop worrying about my husband's sobriety. But he's gotta be on board for it to work in my home. He and I have spent 13 years drinking together, and we definitely enable each other. I do note that all of the white and pink wine, and all of the beer, was gone when I got home, just as I asked. I do not know where he put it, and I do not care. (I did check the trash cans, because, well, you know. I'm an addict). What terrifies me is that if the wine had been in the house when I got home, I'd be sitting here with a glass right now, telling myself that I'm just getting past the hangover, it's all fine.
I think I am finally beginning to understand the concept of powerlessness. If that shit is in the house, I'm like a moth to the light. I have only stayed sober since the middle of March because there was no liquor of any type in the house and my husband was "watching" me. I'm sure he had been checking my closet, making sure I wasn't hiding wine again. That's fine. But when he started drinking in the house again, something in my brain kept saying "hey, he'll let his guard down. it's just a matter of time. You can have "your" life back soon " -- i.e., the facade of a "normal" drinker. That's why I need buy-in from him. If he wants or needs to get a glass of wine or a drink on his way home from work, whatever. But I don't want him to do it in front of me, it undermines my will.
I have found a meeting at 4 this afternoon, I can make that and still pick up my son. I am almost ready to tell my mother, so the sneaking around to meetings thing will not be necessary once she knows. I'll have a lot more variety to choose from if she can keep the baby for me, and I can branch out from the G/G's.
Thanks for listening, guys. I am trying. Much love . MBD.
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