Wheresmum
Gah, just lost a post, but I am so worried about you, doing it again. Sorry it's late.
Please get up, and pour the wine away. You do not want to be drinking in the morning.
You may be up and responsible when DD gets home, but you will feel horrid.
I know the feeling of not wanting to think, although mine strikes at night, but you know as well as I do, that the thinking will still be there when you wake up, but in a nightmareish way.
Do what Venus says, phone in sick, and take today, to start to sort yourself out, even if it's just coming on here, and talking it all out.
I can't bear to think of you, being so unhappy that you want a glass of wine at this time of day, so, sorry if I sound mean.
Please, sweetheart, pour it away.
How are you now? What are you doing?