Secret drinker failure
So I did one day. Day 2 was a day of trying to keep the addicted voice quiet. I went to choir practice as usual and never thought about alcohol while there but, on the way home it hit me, the voice! You see, my husband gets up very early for work, so I get in from choir practice really high and happy. I get home and have to go to bed and try to get my mind to get into sleepy mode. I know I could meditate and that was my intention. I had kept, just a small amount of gin in my wardrobe, I thought it would stop that panicky feeling of having no alcohol in the house. So it's back to day1 and am having to fight the urge to go to the shop to get more alcohol. In the morning I always feel it's going to be easy to not drink but come bedtime and the panic begins. Thanks for reading, I feel a hopeless case.