This week has been difficult.
Firstly I got sick, then the weather got reeeally cold and my job has been hectic and stressful. Last night as my partner (who still drinks) sat glugging his cold beer – I reeeeeallly wanted to have one too.
My partner in his acceptance that I don’t drink totally trust’s me around alcohol. He got up to get something from the kitchen, as he passed by, he put his beer bottle down on the table right infront of me. For a minute or two it was just me and the beer bottle having a face-off across the coffee table. All the old alcoholic thoughts came rushing into my head; “I could have a sip. He wouldn’t know.”, “I could drink it and say that it was just this once.”
However, in my moment of doubt when I was looking for false-reassurance from booze I realised that I could not do this to my partner and my family again. OH MY GOD I really did want to drink, but it was how dissapointed my partner would be that stopped me. I didn’t want to face that again. In that split second where I felt at my weakest I knew that I couldn’t let the people who love me down. Their love stopped me from picking up the bottle again, because if I couldn’t stay sober for me then I bloody well could for them.
My biggest lesson about this whole incident is that I should have confided in my partner about my feelings. This week I replaced drinking away difficult feelings in a bottle, by keeping them bottled up inside my head instead. Which is a really stressful, exhausting and isolative experience similar to a hangover. I got sober to improve my life and to not EVER experience a hangover again! So I am going to learn from this experience and try to let people know when I’m struggling and share my feelings more.