I was a ‘functioning’ alcoholic for around 10+ years- mostly through my 20’s so it was brushed off as partying etc.
I had blackouts, I lived alone so would drink at lunchtime with friends in the pub at work (office work) get a bottle of two of wine on way home then eat something small in bed and drink drink drink til I fell asleep. Send embarrassing texts or the like, fall asleep, wake up hungover and repeat.
i couldn’t so anything without a secret drink. Dates- I’d be smashing in 4/5 pre mix cans in a toilet beforehand. Work- I’d have some premix cans before anything stressful and crumple them in to the sanitary bins.
Nobody would have known- genuinely. I hit my 30’s and met my husband and went on to have children- was sober throughout pregnancies. Had terrible PND, alcohol again flared but my husband wouldn’t have noticed- I’d drink whilst he was working and be ‘merry’ by the time he returned but he didn’t realise. I’d hide the bottles etc in bins around the town whilst out with the pram. I was a mess but outwardly holding it together.
I decided to stop for a week, it turned in to a month, which turned in to a year, which turned in to many.
I have no idea why i finally stopped. Maybe the guilt of knowing I’d been looking after my children drunk finally hit me. They were small and won’t ever remember me drinking- I think I knew it was now or never. Whatever it is, I’m so grateful - I’d never been able to go 24 hours without drinking in my 20’s.
Years down the line I still have wobbles (never relapsed thank god) where I get jealous - especially the hot weather!
here’s what helped me:
- the first month was hell on earth- I had to get really in to the ‘quit lit’ that helped me.
- I did some online support
- I wrote down how I wanted my future with my children to look like without the booze and re read it every day.
- I looked after my diet, sleep and exercise- they say treat yourself like a baby in those early days and I did.
- I forgave myself for all the horrible drunken behaviour. I still have awful flashbacks but I try and give myself grace that it doesn’t matter now.
I used to trawl MN for hope (mostly drunk!) and i hope someone sees this and know there’s always hope.