I am a wine drinker. WAS a wine drinker, but I decided that I needed to quit. I guess I’m one of those “top bottoms” that I’ve been seeing bandied about on other blogs. I never got arrested, never lost my job, never injured anyone or myself. But I’m tired of being a mother and wife that isn’t present. I have a four year old son and I would spend most nights drinking wine like it was my job, just to make it easier to deal with a boistrous and strong willed child. I’d drink to make things easier and smoother, but would wake up in the middle of the night riddled with guilt. I’d go to work and feel fuzzy all day (on a good day) or like shit all day long if the night before progressed past one bottle of wine.
Well guess what? I’m so tired of living that life. SO I STOPPED. And this blog will chronicle my journey. I hate to get too big for my britches, since I
am only four days in, but even if nobody reads this, I need to be accountable somehow.