Ok so deep breathe, deeper glug of the wine.
So I have been drinking every day for at this point I do not know how long. I had a bit of a breakdown last year, alcohol did not help, and my ex broke up with me. I did not take this well at all and to cut a very long story short basically have stalked him online since then. He blocked me everywhere but I opened a new account to stalk his fb and another thing he has. That is bad enough however then the wine got opened and I have actually made up so many things in my head about him liking other womens posts and all that that I have been driving myself insane so then I go and have another drink.
All was fine till recently I decided (sober for a change) that I really wanted to speak to him. Now he has made it very clear he does not want to talk to me but I sent him a letter (letter) outlining what I needed to talk to him about. No response. I then decided ok I am a strong woman the usual stuff, opened the wine and became not so strong. I pm'd him from my fake fb account and told him he would not be happy till I was foot under. I then woke up the next day ashamed at myself and went to the fake account to find he had blocked me so I deactivated it although he has potentially reported it anyway. Then yesterday I was getting all my ducks in a row, plans for everything etc and then the wine. I sent his sister a message from my actual fb account. I woke this morning and vomited when I remembered it so now I have removed my own actual account too. It is good as I can no longer stalk anyone and now I can never reopen it because I will remind myself forever as to how low I have gone.
It is ALL drink. I know I am the nicest person on the planet sober. I would do anything for anyone and am called 'the salt of the earth' by anyone who knows me but they do not know drunk me. They do not even know how much I drink.
I am fully ashamed of myself and have rang to see my doctor this week but of course despite everything they cant see me till midweek instead of today so I opened the wine. I have already convinced myself today is the day I stop. Today is the day I stop obsessing about my ex. Today is the last day I sit like this feeling sorry for myself and that as of tomorrow everything will be different. But like every other day I have done this I will end up crying into my wine glas later and thus the circle continues.
The kids are thankfully with their dad. My friends have absolutely no idea the extent of my drinking and certainly not the stalking of my ex (not the kids dad). It is at the point where if the police arrived at my door now I know it would be for harassment.
I need help. I need advice. I need a slap across the head. Help me?