GOODBYE WINE
The Year I stopped dialling 99wine Two years ago today, I sat in my bed, with my head pounding, my mouth dry, and my heart full of shame and guilt. Two years ago today, was the last time I had a drink of anything alcoholic. When I awoke that morning, I realised something needed to change, and that change was between me and wine. For a while, one of us had to go. And given that wine wasn’t going to look after two kids, two dogs and my OH, it seemed she was the one who had to leave. I missed her at first, I really did. See, I used to call her a lot Good day, let’s call her Bad day, let’s call her Sad day, let’s call her Fun day, let’s call her No matter when I called her, she always answered. She loved being there for me. But as the saying goes “if nothing changes, nothing changes” and so this journey began. And at the beginning, the cravings were high, I wasn’t sleeping very well, I had bad headaches and such vivid dreams and I felt like crap. My friends were still drinking a
