I'm sitting here now, trying to ignore the niggle in my mind that insists I pop to the off licence. So I wrote this instead. Only another 5 and a bit hours to get through, until it closes.
I've been trying to stop drinking for over a year and, for the first time since my early teens, I did manage 3 months dry. That was last year, after getting myself into a situation while drunk that was dangerous enough to freak me all the way out. However, Christmas came around and I was in a very stressful environment at home, so I caved, got hammered, and have scarcely had a handful of nights off since.
I've tried to be honest with family about my need to quit the drink, but they don't take me seriously and say "ah but you'll have a glass with dinner tonight" or "but you will on your birthday, of course" or "the doctors are always telling me I drink too much too, it's their way!".
The glass at dinner always turns into a bottle, and then, for me, on to blackout. I got nonverbally sloshed on my birthday and had to be stopped from stripping off my clothing at the dinner table before being carried off to bed. It's just that the drink is such a part of our family life, I suppose they don't think I have a problem.
I got a telling off this morning from my psychiatrist, who has ordered me to call my GP and get detoxed. I haven't called her yet. I want to quit. I really, honestly do, but I find it so hard when it's all around and I'm feeling weak with maleable arms. How do you reinforce your willpower? How do you fight off the cravings? How do you get people to stop cajoling?