Gd Saturday all, hope you are enjoying this day. I’m pretty lazy today, but I have lots of stuff I need to get done. Last night was a success, I enjoyed having a sober night out with my girls. Who knew that life could be just as fun without alcohol? Speaking of that, I was getting ready for my event last night and changing my wig, lol! I went with the short look, since I wanted to be kind of sassy. Anyway, as I was going through my hair box, (place where I keep all my hair) I ran across these mini bottles that I hid. I was shock when I found them. Was I really this addicted to alcohol? Did I need it so bad that I had to hide it? All the pain I caused from my use came rushing back to me. The lying, the screaming, the black outs! This is so embarrassing and sad; I really didn’t know I was addicted or did I? I don’t think I really wanted to admit it! Mini bottles stashed all over the place, where no one could see. I was becoming so depended on alcohol, and I didn’t see it. Others saw it, but not me! This is not a life I wanted to live, I want to have fun without drinking so damn much. I appreciated my friends who are drinking water and sweet tea when I’m around. It’s been really hard not to think of drinking, especially when I’m feeling so sad thinking about my son. I just didn’t see myself as an alcoholic, hell I saw my whole family drink when I was small. Every one of the adults seemed fine, the weekend came they would drink and be sober on Monday. What’s the problem? I didn’t start drinking until I was 24 years old, and at that time it was pretty much weekend fun. I’d go to work all week, but would unwind on Saturday. Now when I look back, it wasn’t as sociable as I thought it was. Life began to get harder and alcohol was easier to get. I drank to feel good, then it was to numb the pain after being married to an ass. Drinking just didn’t seem so bad, then I just started to drink because it took all the pain away and I didn’t have to think of my problems. After that, my alcoholism just went downhill from there. Alcohol became food, I drank the first thing in the morning and late at night. How come I didn’t see this before, how did I let myself get so far gone? I’m so ashamed and embarrassed that I couldn’t manage my life without it. Stay tuned….
(The hair I went with)