Last night, I drove to the shop after a crap day for a 3rd bottle of wine. Honestly, me? I'm a clever person, good life, good job, amazing partner who I'm dreading telling. What if he leaves?
Drink is ruining my life. I got caught 78 reading and spent the night in a cell.
I will be in court on 6th Jan and am terrified. No sentence could be as hard on me as I am on myself.
I can walk to work for next 6 months but little things like visiting my parents, going aldi etc.
What's worse, car on finance with 9 months left so it's not just taken my transport away but landed me in a huge bit of debt. Shoot me now.
It's not yet a blessing but I hope I'll get fitter and drink less, continue my evening course and have a better quality of life with drink.
It's coming to Christmas, I dont know how I'll cope without my own transport.
Loathing myself.