It hasn't happened for a little while but yesterday whilst I was queuing to pay for petrol I became very aware of all the wine I was surrounded by. It struck me what a normal thing it was to most people yet so
huge to me. It was dicing with danger. Also it angered me that I have no choice but to be constantly exposed to something I am dangerously addicted to.
I won't lie I was tempted in a devilish way. It was like I wanted to play with my sobriety like a naughty child pushing the boundaries or stealing sweets just because I could. I didn't but what happens next time and the next, or when I am feeling particularly weak due to difficult life events?
Feel like I am living with a constant threat.
