At the end of my tether
My mom, who is an active alcoholic, has been visiting me this week. One minute ago she asked me if I'd like wine, as she has for the last five successive days. She knows I am 167 days sober. She knows I am an alcoholic. But now here I am, posting on SD with my teeth clenched and my mouth watering. I don't even know why I'm making this post, except that I'm legitimately pissed off. I am also thankful she leaves tomorrow. But above all of that, I feel guilty that I have been in such a foul mood for her whole visit.
My home, where I keep no alcohol at all, has been FULL of white wine, which is her drink of choice. As is the way with apples and trees and all that, it was mine as well. It's been hard. Really hard. Every time I open the fridge, it's staring me in the face. When she passes out at 8, after drinking since 2pm, it's just been me and those bottles because my husband is out of town. I won't lie; I came damned close to giving up on all this. It's SO hard to have it near me that it makes me almost weak in the knees.
I thought I'd have the balls to tell her to keep it in her room, but I couldn't. I thought I'd have the guts to tell her how much it bothers me, but I haven't. I have just ground along through the days, and dreamed vividly of drinking each and every night (which I have never done before).
I had to reach out to my partners in sobriety because I'm at the end of my tether here. It'll be fine, but if you're having a shitty day, just know that I am too. Lots of love to all of you.
Posted Apr 6, 2018, 7:38 PM UTC
IWNDWYT or your mother
Hang in there kiddo. You can handle this without police intervention.
I'm not sure why but that made me laugh out loud honestly.
I ain't drinking with annny'alll today.
Thank you, Gravity. I laughed out loud when I thought about calling the cops. Thank you.