Hello again likenever. Of course fine to ask. I had known in my heart of hearts that I had a problem for ages. But my father was an alcoholic and I knew that the 'solution' was total abstinence which sounded like a pretty shitty idea - so was desperate to try to find another easier way. Tried all sorts of restrictions (only drinking certain things, after a certain time in the evening, certain days of the week etc). Needless to say - to no avail.
In the end, there was a really dreadful and shaming occasion when my mother came over to see the children on a Friday afternoon and found me passed out in bed. I still to this day don't know if I managed to collect the children from school or if she did. It hurts me to type this - I feel such profound shame and disgust at my own behaviour.
The game was well and truly up at that point; my mother had had no idea that I had a problem with alcohol and having been married to an alcoholic she was absolutely horrified to see me in that state. I went to an AA meeting the very next day and immediately identified with what everyone was saying. I spent most of my first meetings blubbing throughout ,and it was very upsetting in one way - but also an immense relief to know that I was among people who totally 'got it' and that there was a solution.
IME alcohol abuse can sneak up on you quite gradually. I barely drank as a young adult, but it just built up over time. For me, the turning point was when I started lying about how much I was drinking and hiding bottles around the house. My husband was worried about my drinking for ages, but any criticism just enraged me (too close to the nail, I guess).
Having had an alcoholic father I never imagined I could end up the same way and I wish I had seen the light earlier. I am now SO grateful to be a sober woman/wife/ mother and count myself as extremely lucky that I didn't lose my family.
I was a very secretive drinker so most of my friends had no idea that I had a real problem. To this day, I haven't said why I am not drinking. Sometimes I worry that that is for bad reasons (pride etc), but it just feels right for me for now to keep it private.
So that is my rather pathetic, shabby story. I hope it helps in some way.