“You Should Be Proud!”

So yesterday was the most recent “Day 1” sober. And like so many Day 1’s, it was spent in self-loathing reflection as I nursed my hangover. But mixed in was some confusion to how I ended up largely unfunctional from when I woke at 7am to 2pm. What I was confused about was how 5-6 beers led to that! Six IPAs doesn’t seem like that many to have destroyed me like it did.

In I’m talking with Husband about if I should really give up the drink again, he said, “You should be proud that got destroyed after only 6 beers, it shows you are no longer a big drinker!” Ha! My husband is so supportive, but definitely not the accountability partner I need to examine how much joy/sorrow drinking provides me. He was also proud of himself that he felt great the next day, no hangover at all. So strong!

Anyway, we did talk the pros and cons of my drinking as much as it can be interesting to anyone but me. Husband will support me either way, but this time feels less scary to him because we have done this before and our relationship wasn’t negatively impacted by our differing drinking habits. Basically he is fine with drinking alone and doesn’t want to be judged by a high & dry wife. I get it. I do me, you do you. It worked before, it worked quite well.