Hello everyone,
I am in dire need of help having fallen spectacularly off the wagon twice in the past week ... and I have no idea why.
Absolutely disgusted and mortified with myself.
Last week I was really unwell with a nasty cold virus. It was a bit more than your average cold a cold though - I was very woolly headed (is the only way I can describe it) and sort of jelly legged - very weak and woozy on my feet, and I didn't go out of the house for several days. On the Saturday I got up and dressed for the first time in days and ventured out to do some shopping - still feeling weak and lightheaded and for whatever reason - bought two bottles of wine .. which I proceeded to drink! I don't know why I bought them, I don't know why I opened one as soon as I got home, and I don't know why I ended up drinking the lot! I've had no desire to drink for months.
Sunday was a completely lost day as I had the hangover from hell. Felt really poorly all day from the remnants of the virus and the huge amount of wine, and spent it curled up on the sofa under a duvet. Swore 'never again' and by the evening I had recovered well enough and by Monday I was fine again.
Yesterday afternoon I had to go and meet someone in a pub for a work related meeting. and I had a choice of ordering an alcoholic drink or not. I fully intended to order a non-alcoholic drink, walked in and the person I was meeting was drinking a pint and asked me what I wanted and I said 'wine'. That was it - ended up staying in the pub until closing time! I did have the sense to eat a meal and I also had a big jug of water on the table, most of which I drank in between the glasses of wine. I also had coffee and more water when I got home and got to bed before midnight, so my hangover this morning is nowhere near as bad as I deserve it to be.
However, I did get a lift home from someone and am ashamed to admit to a bit of a drunken cuddle/snog with him and I've been single for 9 years!! Turns out he was married so I sent him packing, once I got the key in the door but as you can imagine this morning I am feeling utterly ashamed of myself and mortified.
I know there's nothing I can do about any of it now. It's done and at least I didn't do anything sexual ... but I just can't understand why this has happened after months of being dry and no desire to drink?
I now have to start again.
So pissed off and ashamed at myself.