I’ve woken up in agony after a night out where apparently I fell down some stairs, this isn’t the first time it’s happened - I ended up in A&E earlier in the year.
I’ve never had a great relationship with alcohol but it’s got worse since my divorce, I guess because I don’t have anyone to answer to now.
I’ve had a really difficult few years even without covid and I just feel like I’m spiralling out of control. I miss having someone who cares if I’m ok - the only person who does is my daughter but I’m sick of her seeing me like this.
I’ve worked so hard to try and get myself sorted but booze and food are like my release, it’s all really unhealthy and I don’t know what to do.