So ashamed that I keep hiding my drinking from my husband
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Originally Posted by WhyNot247 
Fallgirl, I'd love to send you a private message but I don't have enough posts yet...which is why I'm posting now 
We have a lot in common. I, too, am a writer; and I, too, hid as much as I could from my hubby and my kids. I hope you come back and let us know how you're doing!
We have a lot in common. I, too, am a writer; and I, too, hid as much as I could from my hubby and my kids. I hope you come back and let us know how you're doing!
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Originally Posted by kiki26
I hid constantly. I thought I was so sneaky but when I finally told the truth my fiancé knew, he just wanted to believe i would get better. I told him many times that I was quitting. But like you I would quit for a day or two until he wasn't so mad, then I would go back to my routine of sneaking and lying. All I know is for me it only has stuck this time because I wanted to quit. Not my fiancé begging me, or my mothers disappointment, nothing anyone did or said could keep me sober. I had to finally have enough. I hit so many bottoms and didn't stop, this time I just was sick of it. I wanted to quit more than I wanted to continue my life. Keep coming back sober recovery has helped me a lot
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Fallgirl, most of us have been where you are.
I thought I had hidden my drinking from my family, too. I came home from work one day and was on my usual 3rd or 4th or 9th cocktail. My kids were building a home-made boat out of sticks, leaves, and whatever they could find in the yard to float on a pond next to the house. Through the screen door I overheard my daughter ask my son if they should come get Dad to help. My son answered "He won't be able to. He's already had some bourbons." It broke my heart. Like I had been shot. I quit that night.
You can do it, too.
I thought I had hidden my drinking from my family, too. I came home from work one day and was on my usual 3rd or 4th or 9th cocktail. My kids were building a home-made boat out of sticks, leaves, and whatever they could find in the yard to float on a pond next to the house. Through the screen door I overheard my daughter ask my son if they should come get Dad to help. My son answered "He won't be able to. He's already had some bourbons." It broke my heart. Like I had been shot. I quit that night.
You can do it, too.
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