I no longer used a glass to pour my wine. Each morning I’d say “never again”… but by 10am I was usually back in the buzz again.
Ears, head, mind, limbs, gut etc all screaming to stop drinking. I’ll avoid the graphics but I knew only too well I was slowly dying. I was desperate at this stage as physically my body was shutting down. Truthfully, he had NO idea about how much I was drinking, how much I was battling daily to cut down.Īfter several failed ‘will power’ attempts to quit I decided to give ACs book a go. I blamed him on being controlling and that he had totally misread my relationship with alcohol. While all this was going on my husband was begging for me to stop. I’ve ended up in A&E, crashed my car, etc etc. Open that door a crack and social, corporate and your own mind conspire to trap you again. If you understood the book you should not have wanted to have a drink anyway. With alcohol there is a bombardmebt about what you are missing. What I realised is a random cigar is dangerous and if you some it because you think you miss smoking then you are already back to where you started, fortunately there’s no external pressure to push you over the edge and so you get your thinking back online over the following days. I am fine now thanks to reading it again. We go back to it because it’s common practice and unlike smoking where friends don’t try to get a non-smoker to smoke (they like to keep thier cigarettes) everyone tries to convince you to drink. I reread the book and realised my mistake.
I read the book, stayed away from alcohol for 1 year (a great year by the way) and then like smoking where I can have a cigarette and not worry about it, I found I slipped back to heavy drinking fast.
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