This one hurts. Every morning FB gives me a showcase of pictures where I can tell just how much I had to drink in each photo... This one is different. I was hungover. My wife is a loving and thoughtful person who as the caption say got me several bottles of wine/liquor for Christmas. I remember thinking as I found each one, "can't she see I have a problem with this?" I was hiding my real thoughts and feelings. I was scared and felt like a failure. I wish I could go back and scream "please, help me" but instead I hid and kept drinking for another decade. This is why I don't drink, I don't want anymore memories tainted by my bad decisions and guilt. This is who I was, but not who I'm about to be.
Ya know I literally had these types of fb memories the other day too and it kinda bummed me out but also in a positive light I'm happy about how many new pics I'll be taking where I'm present and won't cringe when it pops up here and there to remind me. Here's to new pics and memories to make!
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