Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Also unprecedented

Contacted a therapist who specializes in substance abuse. Seeing her next Wednesday; she didn't have anything sooner.

In other news, A brought home a lot of beer, including a kind that I like. I gave in at 7:00. He didn't know I was trying not to drink today, because I hadn't told him, because I'm afraid. Every day is a drinking day in our house, and in a very strange way my childhood acumen at not rocking the boat is coming into play. Which is not to say that he would be a jerk about it. He isn't like that. But it would be an event, a thing, and I don't like creating events or things. A believes that my problem is one of quantity and extremes, not one of addiction. He isn't worried that I bonked my head while drunk two weeks ago or that I picked a fight with him while drunk three weeks ago. That kind of thing is collateral damage to him, I'm learning.

Rough sailing ahead, choppy waters.

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