Blimey HB, what an ignorant woman. Have you considered involving Social Services? I know it's very hard though and I could never bring myself to call them regarding my niece. Other people did though and they were very supportive and tried to keep the family together - I know it's not always like that though.
I'm going to a meeting in Wimbledon tonight. If anyone's reading that wants to go but is frightened of going alone, then CAT me and we can walk in together - I'm not really expecting anyone to do that, but I'd love it someone did. I'm kind of hopping around here almost bursting with nerves thinking about it. The lady from AA hasn't rung me back yet and I know that if I sit and wait for a call that might not happen (she could be on holiday, ill, busy etc) I'll leave it too late and I'll miss another opportunity.
I hate myself now. I can't wait for EX-P to get here and run me a bath - I know it's pathetic but I don't trust myself to be dressed in here alone as I think I might go out and I know where I'll end up. I don't battle like that everyday but when the alcohol is leaving me and I know I could delay the symptoms with another drink, it's really hard to resist.
I know I should stop the analysing and I will once I've put some space between now and the weekend. I realised on Friday how bad this problem is. I haven't admitted this yet but I had a bottle of wine on Thursday night after the meeting. I wanted more afterwards but couldn't get out because DS was here. On Friday night I convinced EX-P that I'm not an alcoholic and just like having a drink and that it's none of his business as long as I'm looking after DS and am not getting drunk. Obviously he didn't believe that but I kept on and then went to the off-licence. I did a really sneaky thing. I bought 2 bottles - a quarter and a half - the quarter stayed in the off-licence carrier bag and the half went in my bag. I would have bought more if I'd been able to get away with it. I didn't feel good about tricking him and I knew I was cheating myself as well. I left a few shots in one of the bottles and I used that to treat my hangover on Saturday morning. Since then I've been drinking to ward the withdrawal off at first and then not being able to stop and being blind-drunk by the end of the day.
I'm sorry. Please don't have a go at me about this. I'm really, really low and empty. I've promised myself that I'll never have another drink again and I'm more determined to see that through than I've been before.
90 meetings in 90 days sounds almost impossible, but it's not is it? After-all I've wasted enough hours, days, months being pissed and useless and whatever I do to fill my time has got to be easier than that.