AA, round 2 Who: Wayne and a bunch of Muggles What: AA Where: The basement of some Methodist church somewhere in London When: Wednesday 10/15, evening Rating: SFW
So, um. Hi. Again. It's Wayne...again. And I'm an alcoholic...still. *nervous laughter*
So it turns out, there's lots of things I'm rubbish at. My mam always told me that hard work can make up for almost any shortcoming, but I'm basically only good at work.
I'm shit at parenting. I barely see my kid, and once he turns eight, I might see him less.
I'm shit at staying on the wagon. Seriously, I have almost a zillion silver chips and one red one.
My...uh, football...teacher at school used to say 'don't let one mistake cause two.' I'm really good at letting my mistakes snowball.
It's just sort of like trying to juggle everything with one hand. And I was a shit juggler to begin with.
Metaphorically.
Actually, literally, too.
I think it's because I'm doing all this alone. I know I should let my friends in, but I know they'll judge me, or try to parent me. Support doesn't have to mean they're your babysitter, right?
I guess what I'm saying is I could really use a sponsor. So, yeah.
So, it's Wednesday which means I'm sober for...*counts on fingers* Five days now. I'm gonna try again. Harder this time. It's more important now. I've got more to lose.
Because if I'm not a month clean by my kid's birthday, I lose him. And if I am a month clean, I get him two weekends a month instead of one.