Welcome, Life!
Yep, I did the same thing - only on weekends - till weekends turned into week days that turned into week nights - you got it - it only gets progressively worse. And struggling to not pick up in between at first in order to try and fool ourselves into thinking 'we don't have a problem' cuz we
only drink on weekends...uhmmm, not so much. For me, it was a train wreck waiting to happen.
Being the so-called 'perfect one' in the family only made things worse - my exterior success and 'got-it-all-together' appearance was a total sham. There's no dishonesty worse than the dishonesty with yourself, I think.
For me, I continued the facade until I spiraled out of control. I live in another state so my family didn't see what I was doing. I never took the chance to ask my family for help - my alcoholism decided for me because it got so bad that the truth was exposed - I'm grateful that it wasn't exposed through a fatality - which was on the way to happening.
I wish you well in getting honest with yourself. It's not about luck.
Take care ~