A former partner invited me to "dinner" at a very very fancy private club. Very elite.
In the past, we drink for hours, ending up on the upper terrace with cigars and open bar of scotches!!!
Always a bad hangover; always blackout at the end.
This is our holiday "dinner".
I bowed out entirely, claiming a conflict.
So, I know this was best for "my sobriety" but it also feels like another loss -- I get to be a hermit, hiding out in church basements with the kind of people who need to hide out in church basements. Not exactly the way I wanted to live out my life.
