tiredwoman

I told them everything. Initially I heeded the advice here and decided to only tell them about about my addiction. But eventually I spilled the beans. From the booze to the nearsexual assault. They were upset, but have been so supportive. As others mentioned - they already suspected something off with me in the last year or so. They have been so wonderful. My mom works in the medical community and will help me seek out a therapist. My dad got rid of his stash of beer (which I feel bad about).

But I feel so much more confident that I can best this thing. One of the things I have learned about alcoholism are the delusions and lies we tell each other. And how we deceive those around us. I deceived my parents all throughout my dribking, from lying that my hangover was a result of bad maccaroni, or ling that i am staying at a friend's house to study, when in truth, we were partying. It felt good to get everything off my chest. It was a relief, actually.