I’m beginning again. I have to. Things have been getting worse, and I can see the downward spiral ahead of me. I desperately want to live a happy, sober life.
Everyone went to bed before me last night, so I ended Christmas Day alone with my self-pity. This morning, I discussed with my husband what has been happening. We were supposed to be visiting friends for a couple of days early next week, and the drinking issue was worrying me. My husband has been unwell over the Christmas break, and so we decided to cancel our trip, and I feel hugely relieved that I can now stay at home and work on being sober.
I have a lot of work to do, but I start again today.