I'm having a glass of wine. Postponing the study til tomorrow. I've told myself I deserve it after the sleepover last night. Any excuse, I mean, really.
Re weddings. I got plastered at my own. I was dreading it. My dh (now stbxh fwiw) was v judgemental about drinking. Not just mine (well particularly mine) but anyone's. I've only seen him really pissed half a dozen times in fourteen years.
I was actually a bit pissed when I got married. I'd stayed with a gf the night before and she was giving me Buck's Fizz in the morning. Wedding was at 1.30pm at Westminster Register Office. It was a long, long, day. I kept it together until his conservative family (who I was terrified of and desperate to be approved of by) had all left - about 8pm -then I lost it.
I can't remember it all, but people ended up coming back to our house. My sister was in tears because she'd snogged some male friend of mine then got the brush off and J, the wife of one of dh's work partners and a full-on drinking-during-the-day-every-day type was there too, absolutely trashed. I passed out on the sofa in my ivory shift dress.
Next day when we drove to our boutique hotel in the Cotswolds we stopped at a motorway service station and dh berated me, saying 'well, I'm fucking stuck with you now', while I sat sobbing.
He's had a fair bit to put up with but is passive aggressive and hypercritical.
We are separating when we sell our house but currently under the same roof. If I'm honest, I'm not sure how it will go re my drinking. I'm hoping I'll feel energised and liberated, I never feel comfortable when he's around. On the other hand, I will be able to do what I like and there won't be anyone to look after me. I'm thinking it will be the former, but I have enough respect for my own problems to know I will have to be careful.