My mum gave me this book for Christmas and I want to cry.
I thanked her and said that’s very kind, but I probably won’t read it as it’s part of a culture of normalising heavy drinking amongst mothers. She has now spent half of the afternoon telling me how hilarious this blogger/author is (I read a few pages to check it is what I thought it is – it’s awful- it’s like FML this, I need wine, men are shit, I hate the school holidays, blah blah – it’s basically a caricature of the old ME before I quit drinking 20 months ago!).
I had a horrible feeling she was going to give me this book, as she’d been talking about this “hilarious” book she’d found for me for ages. When I was 6 months sober they gave me a champagne diet joke on a card. My parents are sweet people with good intentions and I don’t want to hurt their feelings. That’s why I smile and say “thank you”, but then to try to educate them with a polite subsequent, “but….it’s not really my sort of thing”.
My mum has actually READ some of my blog posts where I explicitly talk about how much this shit offends me. I don’t think they get that alcohol nearly killed me; I was suicidal when I quit, and I’m still learning to be just about “OK” as a sober person.
Why would they give this stuff to me? WHY? What’s wrong with a pretty scented candle or a cookbook? Some cheap perfume or better, a charity donation?
There a million and one daft presents that won’t make a person in recovery cry or feel misunderstood like this! I feel like it mocks me and my sobriety, and it mocks the pride I feel about my sobriety. Am I just a joke to them?
Sorry to sound ungrateful but I needed to tell you all as an outlet. Thank you. I feel better now.
Happy Christmas, beautiful people. Xxx