I've woken up full of guilt, disgust and self loathing . I drank a bottle and a bit of wine last night and still feel it in my system despite going to sleep at 1030. My beautiful son who is so full of sadness and confusion regarding g his feeling towards his dad saw me after the drinks. He hates that I drink wine. He's told me and I have cut right down to two bottles per week instead of , at times, 5-6.
I fucking hate myself. I am starting counselling for the unresolved trauma of being left by my husband and the shit life I now have because of it.
I don't believe that I'm addicted to alcohol but it defintirley helps me to forget.
I have no problem not having wine but when I do have it, I have too much in one sitting.
So it is like there's no effect from alcohol for a long time and the next thing I am drunk.
I'm done with it now, finished .
I'm appalled at myself.
I owe it to my child if to nobody else .
It is not my friend.