I'm not sure whether it would be more humiliating to be laughed at for not drinking, or have people say "oh thank heavens you've stopped
Yes, this is what I was afraid of about telling DH. I thought I was afraid of him saying 'you're being ridiculous, don't ruin our fun' but after I did it, I realised that actually I was afraid of him saying "oh, thank God, let me give you a huge list of how awful you are to live with, you smell bad and you're boring and fat and a bad parent etc". Which was really my own internal voice, obviously, not his.
Bless the man, he actually just said "that's great", in a way that made me realise that he has known for ages, and then dropped it. I'm a very lucky person.
Morrigu I do understand what you mean about not getting anywhere. I don't think it's any coincidence that for a lot of us, our drinking accelerates after we have children. Because children - well, they're lovely and charming and all that, but they're no substitute for the whole rest of one's life, and sometimes it feels like that's what we're being asked to give up. I am stuck in an unchallenging job, having basically given up a career I studied hard to get into (I have tried to get back in, but mother-of-small-children-with-a-resume-gap isn't a winning combination out there), I struggle to find time to exercise, I used to write but now I just natter on forums because it can be interrupted...my idea of a weekend's achievement is sorting out all the old clothes from the DD's chest of drawers.
I keep telling myself that it's not really forever. As our kids get older, we regain a lot more of our selves. Staying dry is our security; it means that when the kids are older, and our freedom returns, there will be a self to come back to.