Originally Posted by
Muunray 
I'm a nurse and I would stop at the store on the way home from work to get a bottle of vodka every day. I'd tell myself if anyone asks, I'm buying it for my alcoholic home care patient. I guess that was me!
Oh my gosh, I would do the same thing and I would think the same thing! I used to buy wine, and I would always think in that moment of buying that I was cooking with it. So the salesperson wouldn't judge me. I would buy something at the grocery store every day that I could cook with wine. I would have the bag in my hand. But I never did cook with wine.
And when it switched to vodka, it wasn't so easy. And I would think that I was caring for an alcoholic family member. And there would always be a moment where I wanted the salesperson to feel bad for ME - the caregiver me. Taking the fantasy to a whole different level.
It is so bizarre how my mind - so smart normally - could run me around in circles when it came to my own damn life.