I'm sooo with you! How disgusting it was to saunter down (late as usual for work) in the morning to get my coffee and wonder how much of that 2nd bottle of wine I drank the night before. I always knew I had at least 1 full one considering that was just my baseline. Then acted shocked that all but an inch of the 2nd bottle was left. Didn't remember stopping, going upstairs, getting my jammies on (often backwards, ha!) and passing out for the night. I'd wake up with my 3 and 4 year old babies cuddling tight to me and wanting to play and kiss on me in the morning. Absolutely sickening!
But.... the good news is, Mommy of 3 boys, we now realize this and can move forward!
Every time I think, oh just one won't hurt, I remember how those unplanned binges made me feel gross and very guilty the next day!
Good luck and keep in touch!