I think a sure sign of problem drinking is having about 20 books on alcohol and addiction. I have never managed to finish a single one. I convince myself I’m overreacting and that I should be reading Jane Austen. But the last few weeks have been such a mess, I’m seeing that unless I tackle my problem head on, I soon risk reading nothing at all. This morning, I began ‘Being Sober’ by Harry Haroutunian – really interesting so far, and I think it will be helpful.
This afternoon I’m seeing the counsellor, thank goodness. I’m getting worse, and I can’t ignore it.