I've been going back and forth on this -- trying to decide if I should do something so drastic when I could likely achiece moderation (at least for a time) through other means. But this morning, I was looking at my beautiful toddler, and I thought, "this needs to be my rock bottom. I'm ready for a permanent change."
It took me a little time to get here, but I finally feel that this is the right first step for me. I even admitted all this to the hubby, and he agreed- with reservations. He is so supportive of me getting better- a little reading and he will be totally on board.
Husband is working tonight (like many nights- he works 2 jobs), so I am holding off on beginning the nal until tomorrow. I am prone to nausea, and the baby could wake up and need me or whatever, so I feel that waiting until he will be here for a few nights in a row is best. AND he unexpectedly has the next 3 nights off! That never happens. So it must be meant to be
Anyhow, I'm very excited and so, so, so hopeful as I begin this journey. Looking forward to tomorrow night... And also pretty terrified. For tonight, I'll focus on my laundry, while indulging this dysfunctional relationship with my shitty friend, wine, one more time
