Oh dear...
I have read all the posts, but am a bit muddled as a result of sherry. FML a thousand times over. I will try to respond to individuals when I get my sober mind around it all tomorrow morning - but what stands out, even now, is what a great tribe you are.
Spent the afternoon having le (sober) bumsex. Because you can't get pg that way. But I still manage to be upset/worried/paranoid about DP. Sherry is the Devil's work, really.
I have given up with the DC ever going back to school. DD is now ill. So I am in Week Five of half term. You couldn't make it up.
Anglaise, I suspect your cheese consumption was on a par with my consumption of crisps. I love them both equally. Could happily live without sweet stuff - but crisps and cheese are my undoing.
Now. So far as the hypno goes... I saw him yesterday. I had somehow become muddled, but the initial session was free. He was pleasant and competent, and I didn't have the feeling that I was brighter than he was (always a fear). So. We just had a chat. He said he had helped people who wanted to moderate (and said that such people are on the whole easier to work with than those who want to become completely AF, as they are arguably more realistic).
His charges are £75 for the first 90 mins, and £49 per session, if needed, thereafter. I gasped outwardly. I realise that this would be peanuts for some people - but it is immense for me. Though, that said, it would also be about 10 bottles of wine.
What was very forcibly brought home to me by the session is that there is potentially a way out, if I want to take it. Which begs the question (and I use this phrase in the correct sense of the word): to what extent to I want to find a way out? I drink essentially because I am anxious about DP. He is the only person I have ever loved, apart from blood relations. But he is a sod. How much do I want to find a way out, and how much does some strange part of me enjoy being in a relationship with someone who calls all the shots, all of the time????
Much to think about.
Sorry! This is very boring. Meanwhile. Frouby, I am v glad to read good family news at last. And Anglaise you are anything but preachy.