I am still struggling with guilt. I know I post a lot about my family here but I do spend a lot of time with them.
I was sick on Monday from that cheesecake and ice-cream. My dad did ask if I had been drinking and said "if you drink again, my heart can't take it". I cried and he said "where did my sweet child learn all this self-hatred". Then my mom phoned and was like "if you put us through this ever again...". My dad told her to be quiet, that last month was a blip and it is in the past.
My heart can't take this.