That was eerie Soph. My Mom was one that I would drink wine with too. We totally relied on the wine to make the communication flow, but towards the end of my drinking even she saw the change in me. I had crossed the line and my personality started to change while drinking. I became quite argumentative. Even though she missed the times when we would have fun together, she totally saw I had crossed that line and would never be able to return. She is actually very proud of me and sometimes she wants to quit herself, but she hasn't found that place within to really make it happen. We love each other and it took awhile after I quit to feel comfortable, but we actually have deeper conversations now and more fun together because we aren't drinking and I don't become a jerk. Just so ironic that you should mention this about your Mom. One other thing we have in common.
