Drinking wasn’t a going out thing for me. I hardly ever went out to drink places. I drank at home. I day drank, I drank at night, sometimes I’d even drink before noon. It became my normal. Even though I knew it was anything but. I felt so much shame from my drinking, yet I Read.
It felt like waves crashing against rocks, knots in my stomach that sent shocks Through my entire body that ultimately made me feel numb But not only numb, no, I felt dumb. I knew that what I was doing was wrong, I don’t know what held me there for so long. I didn’t see a Read.
The Sober Mommy 