Hi everyone
back from my week away and still AF. Lost count of the days but I will check my diary tomorrow and count them up. I'm thinking about six weeks now.
It was hard - really hard. I also learned how boring it can be to be in a room with people once they are past the point of nicely merry and are actually leathered. It made me feel pretty sad - not angry or blaming them, who were all having a nice time - but thinking of all the times I was the last one to leave the bar, having to be helped back to my room, incoherent or emotional or oversharing or argumentative. I was feeling tempted to drink - but not because I wanted to drink or be drunk - I just didn't want to feel what I was feeling. But I snuck off and had a bath with a book and a herbal tea and today I am home and still here.
It's odd being away - I can't ever leap back into DH's arms the way I think he'd like me to. Things felt kind of strained and awkward between us tonight - he was knackered after a week with the kids, I was knackered after work, and there was laundry and tea and stuff to do - and I was irritable. Couldn't decide if I wanted to be close to him, or on my own, and neither of those things were helping me to feel settled or content.
He's asleep now and I've come back downstairs for more books and herbal tea. I think he's a bit hurt that I am withdrawn. Not sure what is wrong with me.
But I am still AF.
Just checking in tonight - will catch up with everyone tomorrow when I am a bit less blue and have more energy!