My parents were / are alcoholics. Much of my family; aunts, uncles, cousins, are all alcoholics. My uncle once described us as “functioning” alcoholics” because we all manage to have jobs, live our lives and for the most part the alcohol is restrained to times when it won’t interfere with life.
Luckily my sister and I are aware of the issue so it is something that is at the top of our minds. I have a good life but it’s not where I want to be so I have learnt to maximize the good parts. For me work and ending my day with wine are a couple of the good parts.
What bothers me is when a day like today happens, when the end of the day is coming and I know that all I have in the fridge is a glass or 2 of wine. I want to go out and buy a bottle, but I feel as if that’s something an alcoholic would do; not be able to make it through a simple evening with just a glass or 2 of wine.
So today I have resisted, I am enjoying my glass or 2 of wine and fighting the impulse to go buy a bottle.
Happy holiday weekend all!