WEEK 30 I haven't posted my progress for awhile. Since my numbers have swooped back up I was a bit shy about doing so. But, I think it would help me to start posting weekly progress again so I can watch myself getting better.
First off - yes, I'm having a backslide. Not exactly sure why but there is a lot going on right now in my life so I'll just chalk it up to a bunch of things colliding all at once. I did cut my dosage at one point and have since gone back up to 50mg and will stay there. I also, for my own peace of mind, decided to get a prescription. I posted how I did it in this thread if anyone else wants to try (it is not on my insurance records...I paid out of pocket for the meds but not the appt., it ended up costing the same as my online meds.)
http://www.thesinclairmethod.net/community/viewtopic.php?f=5&t=758&p=10749&sid=f89a85cbadf59fbcb05fb59a21940eb8&sid=f89a85cbadf59fbcb05fb59a21940eb8#p10749So, for the past 4 weeks my weekly units have been in the 30+ range, which is where I was before I started. It doesn't sound like much, but I drink during a 2-3 hour period each night and 3 glasses of wine gets me crying-drunk and my next day is dramatically affected for the worse. I had a bad weekend last weekend...drank nearly an entire bottle of wine myself. I was very hungover and depressed the next day with no one to commiserate with at home...thank you for the PMs I randomly rec'd from some of you - it really helped even though you had no idea I was having a particularly bad day. Anyway...the past few days I am finally starting to feel a little hope that I am heading back in the right direction again. I had 2 tiny glasses of wine both nights and felt a little tingle for some more but was able to stop with little effort. Prior to this I was really struggling to stop. Thoughts were there constantly again. Now, they are starting to fade back into whispers. I know from my past success that even these whispers will disappear. I can wait. The past month has been scary because I wasn't sure I would get back to where I was 2 months ago. Now I have hope. I don't know how I got back to these levels but I finally feel it is temporary. I truly believe that again, so...phew. Big sigh of relief from me. And as to the cause? Who knows. My husband just looks at me and says. 'You just went through a HUGE change. Give yourself a break.' And so, I will. And I will thank the universe for pairing me with such a calm, confident person.
I am home full time with my kids now. I love being home with them. Love it. I don't know how else to explain what a monumental statement that is for me... I thought I would resent this, I thought I would run around screaming at them. I thought I would have to spend hours chatting with the moms in the neighborhood (no! they are busier than I am). I thought I would just worry constantly about money, lose my identity, have to sit around cooking & cleaning all day, sink into a deep depression etc...I had 'The Hours' replaying in my head constantly thinking I was destined to toss out bad cakes and be obsessed with checking myself into the nearest hotel. But. Boy did I just learn a life lesson. Staying home does not have to involve anything I'm not exactly cut out for. I get to just be me and be there for my kids. Nobody is judging me and no one is dictating how I do this. And I love being with them - they are a hoot. A huge pain in the arse sometimes but so far, I laugh more than cry. Everything I was worried about has not materialized, and so many good things that I never expected have.
I know things will change as time goes by and I will undoubtedly get worn down...I hope I'm strong enough and my drinking is a thing of the past so I can work through that when it hits. Right now all feels right.