Hi all.
Brynn sounds like my last week. Went to a friends house, saw a massive bottle of whiskey on the counter .. Oh I could have some of that. Plagued all the way home with 'just be normal like everyone else and have a couple of drinks.. Stop taking this no drinking thing so seriously'. Nightmare.
Went out for dinner during week totally stressed about the first round of drinks - 10 people all of them and I mean all either had a coke or a water! Only I was gagging to drink the bar. I could tell by my inner turmoil that 1 drink would never be enough. Such a scary feeling. At the table swallowed the oysters drowned in champagne. Then I honestly did think oh well may as well get drunk now and call some friends and see who's up for a night on the town.
I didn't. But it was the closest to sliding into the pit I've ever been.
I should have recognised the whiskey bottle as the trigger and been on guard from there.
Tread carefully