I feel like I should rename this week "COMING OUT WEEK".
I've came out to my Dad, fully told my doctor the whole details, I've told several nurses and I intend, today to tell also my acupuncturist.
I feel like I should've instead just thrown a huge party with lots of perrier and pellegrino on the rocks, invited anyone I could think of who might just be interested and announced on a platform "HEY, BY THE WAY! I'M AN ALCOHOLIC!"
It would've been oh so much easier than the telling of each and every individual person which includes the added wonderful bonus of breaking down crying in an office, an exam room or at home in front of my computer. All the while I apologize profusely to the person, try to hide the fact that I'm crying/upset/whatever.
This royally sucks.
