Originally Posted by
Wastinglife It also dawned on me that my mother did the same thing when I was growing up. I remember being in the car with her and asking her why we are going to the liquor store on the other side of town when there was one right by the house. She said something about wanting to go the bakery for some type of bread that no one ate. now I realize that she didn't want to be seen buying another 60 ounce bottle of vodka since she bought one a couple days before. Madness....
This is why I quit drinking! I don't want my sons memories of me like this! But I feel like I've already made his childhood hell. I'm
changing that now! Thank you.